Lacy gets naked.

No man could make a woman feel as good with his fingers as another woman could. Lacy was discovering this as Nancy held her up like a fencepost and finger-fucked her without ever even taking off her clothes. Nancy's own clothes were a bit of a mess. She had undone her blouse to unveil a snappy black bra holding up the most incredible pair of tits Lacy had ever seen. She was awestruck. The two women were inseparable. Their sweat was like a glue holding them together.

The only trouble was, Lacy couldn't quite get there. She felt absolutely incredible, the best she had ever felt using only two little fingers. But it wasn't enough. Every time she got close to the crest of the wave, she slipped back down again and had to start from the beginning. She thought that Nancy was teasing her for a little while, but the assistant was too busy bringing herself to orgasm with her off hand down her slacks to torment Lacy. Then Lacy knew what it was. Nancy had freed herself from her own clothes, but Lacy hadn't yet. But Nancy was wearing a blouse and slacks. She could loosen her pants and her buttons without completely surrendering her dignity, not that it looked like she cared what Jack and Nate thought of what they were doing.

The shame of it hit Lacy like a truck. She wasn't a slut. Here she was, though, getting off with another girl for two guys to see. Two strangers, even! She couldn't resist it anymore. Nancy was too good with her hands. No matter how shameful it was, Lacy had to see exactly how good Nancy could be. Besides, nothing they were doing here would leave this office. Jack had promised her that.

"Help me up," she begged.

Nate helped her up. She could barely stand, but she moved away from Nancy. It felt horrible being apart from that warmth. Slow as a snake, she peeled herself out of her dress and stood there in only her underwear. Jack was grinning. So was Nate. Nancy was still busy. She was still playing with her clit as she leaned against her stool.

"That's it?" Nate asked.

Lacy blushed. She was still ashamed of what was about to happen. "No," she said.

"Take it all off."

Lacy obeyed. Her panties fell down around her ankles.