She's loving it

Jessa stepped back and began unbuttoning her blazer. She shrugged it off slowly, then unfastened her trousers and let them fall. Underneath she was wearing the shiny metallic blue set — a tight, glossy blue top and matching high-waisted metallic blue pants, with blue garters clipped to the tops of her thighs. She peeled the top down, freeing her breasts, then pushed the shiny pants down just far enough to expose herself.

She sat down on the edge of the bed beside me, legs slightly parted, and reached out to guide Angela forward by the hair.

“Come here,” Jessa said quietly, her voice low and commanding in a way that still sounded almost gentle. “Show me how much you love me.”

Angela crawled closer between Jessa’s thighs. She hesitated only a second before leaning in and pressing her mouth against Jessa’s already-exposed pussy. Jessa let out a soft, pleased breath as Angela began to lick, slow and careful at first.

“That’s it,” Jessa murmured, fingers tightening in Angela’s hair. “Deeper. Don’t be shy now.”

She kept one hand in Angela’s hair, holding her in place, while her other hand rested on my thigh. She looked at me with half-lidded eyes and a satisfied little smile as the former executive knelt between us and put her tongue to work.

“She’s eager,” Jessa said softly, glancing at me. “I’ll give her that.”

I watched the two of them, drink still in hand, completely relaxed.

“She should be,” I replied. “She’s got a lot to make up for.”

Jessa’s smile widened as she gently rolled her hips against Angela’s mouth, letting out another quiet, appreciative sound.

“Mmm… she’s not bad,” she said, voice a little breathier now. “But she’s still got a long way to go.”

She looked at me again, eyes dark with heat.

“Maybe you should tell her how you like it done. I always did prefer following your instructions.”