Leave them wanting more

The two ladies are teetering on the edge. It would just take another stroke to send them into ecstasy. You can feel the tension in their bodies. They both undulate up and down, raring to be let loose. This is the moment you choose to pull your fingers out. You watch with sadistic satisfaction as both of them notice the change. Their bodies grind the air, desperately seeking your digits to finish them off. You almost feel bad for leaving them high and dry, but this way you can satisfy them later, in a more appropriate time and place.

Mr. Furman continues to conduct the meeting, incognizant of what’s transpiring below deck. Gemma prods you with her toe, venting her frustration at being left hanging. Sabrina adjusts, seemingly refocusing on the meeting instead of you. Gemma stamps her feet on the carpet, silently having a tantrum. After a minute, Gemma relents and returns to the meeting as well.

The next half hour is cramped and tedious as you wait for the team to finish ironing out the details of their case. The client is very neurotic and needs several assurances that things will be conducted properly. From the sound of his voice, even Furman seems to be showing signs of frustration over the demands of the client. Fortunately, this is not your problem. You content yourself by sitting back and waiting for it all to be over. After a while you end up dozing off for a nap, only to be jostled awake by kicks from both ladies. You jerk up and quickly remember where you are before you cry out indignantly at your treatment. Thinking about it, you might have been snoring, but you can’t really recall.

Furman’s muffled voice is still talking. The speaker on the phone replies. Furman sounds pleased now and there are the clunk and rustling sounds of items being packed up on the table. Chairs are pushed back and moved around as people start to stand up. It sounds like the meeting is finally over!

Furman and the interns have a brief conversation. You make out Sabrina talking about staying behind to clean up. Gemma agrees to help. Furman sounds surprised as people start shuffling out the door.

You wait another minute for the noise to calm down. The room is completely silent now. You look at the legs of Gemma and Sabrina. They haven’t moved a hair since the meeting ended. You wonder what they are waiting for. You are about to poke them to see if they are alright when you hear a third person in the room pack up and get up. You exhale sharply. Almost walked into that one. You wait with the girls until the last lawyer finally leaves.

Sabrina quickly gets up as soon as the door shuts. You hear the lock click into place.

“OK, you can get up now,” she tells you.

Gemma peeks in under the table. Her face lights up in surprise! “John?! It was you!?”

You smile meekly, spreading your arms in mild fanfare. “Surprise!” you say, weakly.

Gemma looks at you, covering her mouth in disbelief, then turns to Sabrina, with astonishment. “How long have you two been…” she points at the table and wags her finger, hoping she doesn’t have to explain it all.

It’s a long story and you’re not sure you have the full right to tell it. You glance over at Sabrina. You all know that there’s trouble if you’re caught, but Gemma is in the thick of it as well now.