Genie's Breasts Fulfil a Fantasy

This is the second episode in my story series, The Emancipation of Genie Bright.

In that part, titled "Genie Heads Into The Great Unknown", Genie, newly single, allowed Sheena to take her to a strip club before discovering the joy of sex with a woman for the first time. In this part, Genie tells her sister about what's happened and decides to test Sheena's ability to be responsible for her actions regarding Genie's braless breasts...at work!

Thank you for reading

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After such a fulsome and sexual Friday into Saturday courtesy of Sheena, it took until Genie got to Helen's on Saturday afternoon before she shook herself out of an extraordinary post-sex paradise.

Sheena had left around 9.30 as she was doing stuff but, although they didn't get into anything more than a gorgeous naked cuddle in bed and a parting kiss, Genie was still consumed by the feelings of lust and passion. She actually felt really good about the sexual and moral abandon of it all.

Thankfully, well into her time at Helen's, the kids had retreated to their devices and the kettle was on. Helen and Genie's closeness meant their conversations held no boundaries.

"Genie, it's been a while since I've seen you this happy. Giving Stephen the heave-ho was the thing to do, yes?"

"Well, yes and..."

"Ooh, I like a good "and". Come on, do tell."

"I went out with my friend from work..."

"OK."

"...and, how do I put this, I sucked a stripper's dick in a club and then slept with my friend."

"Er, you what. Right, hold on, I..."

"And, Helen, it was all absolutely gorgeous!"

"So, are you and...."

"Sheena."

"Sheena...SHEENA, who you share an office with?"

"Yes, that Sheena."

"So, you and Sheena...are you heading towards...?

"Dating? No. Definitely not."

"So, what exactly is it then."

"Helen, it's sex. I have moved from boyfriend to boyfriend and never got to try anything outside of a relationship since I've been old enough to have them or it was all halted by the Endo."

"Oh, yes, that did control things for a while."

Genie was one of those unlucky women to be struck with Endometriosis in her mid-twenties. Laparoscopy solved it partially but it was oral contraceptives that put her back in a position to not have it run her life. She'd made peace with the fact that childbirth might not be a thing for her. She didn't want children outside a relationship and, apart from that, removing the oral contraception would reintroduce the pain that she was very happy to not have to deal with.

"So, what happened then?" Helen was still intrigued.

Genie related the night's activities. Helen was slightly taken aback, especially by the stripper as Genie had never been the type to put herself on display like that but, by the end of it, completely understood where her sister was at.

"So, no dating?"

"No. Sheena is just about the sex. She describes it as "no "us". She'll do what she does, be clear with people that there's no romance. It is just physical and personal pleasure."

"And do you think you can manage that too, Genie?"

"Oh, I'm going to...I want to try but last night, Helen, Sheena turned me on in a way I haven't experienced in years."

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Genie and Sheena had agreed that, in their office, they wouldn't act any differently to how they would have done on any other day and, for the first two days, they managed it.

As a Marketing Manager, Genie would often be meeting people so had to exude an air of casual presentability in her dress sense. She worked for a group of charities but, still, her own sense of responsibility put boundaries for dress in place.

On the Wednesday, though, Genie had no meetings in the diary and, that morning, decided to go a different route. There was no awkwardness with Sheena, in fact, far from it, to the point where the Friday night had opened things out between them even more.

But Genie was feeling playful and decided she wanted to test Sheena on her remark about her braless look in the vest on Friday. She wanted to test how "not responsible for her actions" Sheena would be, especially as she had seen Genie's bare breasts at very close quarters that night and enjoyed them fully

Genie picked out a shirt that sat very close on her. In fact, it was perfect. It was close fitting with a bra on but, without one, her breasts pushed against the material stressing the buttons, only being relieved by unbuttoning to below her chest which, if someone was looking for it, would clearly send the message that there was no bra involved.

Genie looked at herself in the mirror and ran her finger up and down the gap between her breasts, the inner edges of each were quite visible, adding to the tease. She'd managed to tickle herself slightly and giggled as her finger brushed the side of her breast. "Ooh, tantalising!" she thought as she admired her image.

Genie reached into her wardrobe and pulled out a charity shop pinstripe waistcoat that had clearly been part of a smart women's suit at some point. She'd had it for years and worn it occasionally. However, now, with a few buttons done up, it would press everything together enough to preserve her modesty in general at work.

As she walked into the office, inside she felt a combination of confidence, excitement and anticipation. She hoped to test Sheena's resolve and, honestly, see if it prompted her into acting on it. Sheena was already in when Genie got there, a laptop on either side of her corner desk.

Genie sat at her desk and unbuttoned her waistcoat, immediately feeling her breasts push forward and out against the shirt enough for it to clearly display her bare chest to a god extent and, she hoped, have the intended effect on Sheena.

"Genie, these fucking people. Why can't they stop clicking on every bloody sodding email that comes in without thinking about it first!"

Clearly a fraught morning. Genie decided to swivel round and turn to Sheena.

"Anything I can do, Sheen?"

Sheena swivelled round.

"Well, no, I don't thi....oh...mmm...Genie."

Genie could see that Sheena's eyes moved from her face and became transfixed on her gaping shirt and the bare skin showing. Genie knew that, whilst her nipples were not about to burst out, Sheena was getting a good view of a significant part of her breasts. More than enough to advertise her unadorned state to Sheena.

It could only have been a few seconds that Sheena was silent for but she held her hand to her chest. Genie had been used to the occasional man talking to her chest rather than her face but she was enjoying how much of a "tit girl" Sheena apparently was.

Sheena leaned forward.

"Genie. Would you be available for a meeting later today? I'll book one of the management rooms."

"I would be, Sheena. Would you like to send me an invite?"

"I very much would, you naughty woman!" Sheena smiled.

"Thank you. I'll take that as a compliment." Genie smiled back and blew her a kiss. Suddenly, Genie was taken aback by her own action. "Oh..."

"No, Genie. That's very sweet of you."

Both women turned back to their work. Genie did up her waistcoat, a substantial frisson of excitement consuming her as her little bit of risqué behaviour had fulfilled its promise.

5 minutes later. An email containing an invite.

Meeting Invite -- S.Jamison

2.30 - Meeting 1

Subject: Marketing Test IT Software

The message in the email read "Acronym."

"Acronym?" thought Genie. She stared at it for a moment. Wrote it down on a post it note. M T I T S.

Then it clicked. Marketing Test IT Software...Acronym...Marketing TITS.

Genie's head buzzed. She wrote back.

"Hi Sheena. Thanks for the invite. Looking forward to exposing the issues at hand. Rgds, G."

About 5 seconds later, Sheena let out a ringing laugh and an "Oh, very good. Genie."

Genie went to make both her and Sheena tea, reflecting on just how perfectly that little interlude played out -- and just how excited Genie was by what she'd done.

To say Genie was tingling at the thought of what was to come would have been an understatement. They'd both done their best to keep working until 2.30. Sheena flitting in and out with various bits of kit while Genie worked on early plans for future campaigns.

Suddenly, at 2.25, Sheena left.

"See you there, gorgeous" her passing remark as she closed the door.

A couple of minutes later, Genie picked up her ever present notebook. "Must maintain my air of professionalism", she thought, and sauntered off towards the meeting rooms.

Being a re-configured set of old council offices, the meeting rooms were all down one end of their floor of the building, a little way away from where they worked. The charity got the office space cheap which meant that it was a bit big for the number of people they had so they clustered down the opposite end of the floor to the rooms.

Genie entered. Sheena was sat there.

"Well, good afternoon, Miss Jamison."

"And to you, Miss Bright."

Genie got hold of the "do not disturb" sign and popped it on the outside handle of the door. With the door closed, she flicked the deadlock. No-one would come in. The room itself was quite light, with a big table with eight chairs round it and big windows looking out over the locality with venetian blinds that were still in place but past their best.

"Now. Miss Bright..."

"Yes?" Genie stood there and began unbuttoning her waistcoat, enjoying the continuing roleplay.

"I need to inform you that I have removed my underwear in order to make the most of this opportunity."

"Is that right?" Genie looked intently at Sheena, holding her gaze, now starting on her shirt buttons.

"I was very pleased to see you were eager to fulfil what has been a fantasy for me."

"Is that what I'm doing?" Genie, in her head, was thinking how much unlike her previous self she was being. She knew she loved being the assertive actor in this, though.

"Yes...Genie?"

Genie didn't respond but, with her shirt now open and her bare beasts on display, her nipples clearly visible to Sheena, walked to her, and sat astride her.

"Sheena. I wanted to see how much you could resist the idea of my boobs being so...accessible. I'm really glad you couldn't manage it."

Sheena looked at her for a few seconds and they sank into a full, immersive kiss. Sheena's hands slid up Genie's bare back. They parted to breathe, responding to the sudden intensity and lust between them.

"Genie, I've been wanting to repeat Friday night ever since I left you."

"Well, you can suck my tits now if you like...please."

Sheena pushed Genie's shirt and waistcoat back so they were on her arms but her shoulders were bare, as Sheena nuzzled, licked, kissed and sucked Genie's breasts.

"Sheen, I can't believe were doing this. I did this because I needed you again. I needed what we did."

"I know, I know....fuck, I really love your tits. Oh..."

Genie held Sheena into her chest. With her hands she flicked off Sheena's hairclip that held her long blond hair in a pony tail and ran her hands through it. They continued to kiss, Genie's arms resting on Sheena's shoulders, her arms sliding back and forth as Sheena moved between her lips and her nipples.

"Genie, would you make me come...like you did before?"

"Stand up for me, Sheen."

They both stood. Genie took Sheena by the hand and guided her until her back was against the wall of the room. Genie sunk to her knees and pulled Sheena's trousers down. The elasticated waist of her flares made this easy. Sheena stepped out of them and looked down at Genie, who was face on to Sheena's smooth, unclothed pussy.

Genie smiled and kissed her just above her vulva. Little kisses and touches while Genie knelt up. Taking Sheena at her word at the beginning of their meeting, having discovered her lack of panties, Genie started to undo Sheena's shirt, up...up until she too was bare chested. Genie's tongue passed over her nipples and kissed the skin around them.

Genie stood up. They were face to face. Genie shook off her shirt to be topless. Sheena was only wearing her shirt and her shoes. They kissed, lightly. Genie's hand traced down from Sheena's face, between her breasts until her fingers rested just above Sheena's labia.

"Oh shit, Genie. Make me come, Get your fingers in me."

Sheena stepped to the side slightly so her legs were apart. Genie felt the urgency and, within moments, her fingers slid between Sheena's legs and penetrated her labia. Her fingers were covered in Sheena's moistness.

Genie spoke quietly and slowly, directly into Sheena's ear.

"Are you ready, Sheen. Do you want me to be inside you? Do you want me to make you come?"

"Yes, Genie...yessss."

Deep, steady movements from Genie took Sheena quite quickly along her journey, eyes closed as her body moved with every sweep of Genie's fingers from clitoris to vagina, breathing getting deeper and harder. Sheena could feel it all, every movement heightened by the fact they were at work.

"I want you, Genie. Fuck me."

Genie's fingers entered her vagina. This would be over quite quickly. Sheena, knowing she had to be quiet, was letting out miniscule squeaks as Genie repeated her movement of Friday, teasing Sheena's clit before re-entering her, in slow, sweeping movements.

Against the wall, Sheena's height difference to Genie was cancelled out by her legs being apart. Genie was against her, her breasts against Sheena's. They were completely lost in the moment, the forbidden feeling of it all...despite it being 2.50pm, in a meeting room at work, on a Wednesday afternoon.

Sheena held her breath and her body tensed before the moment, her moment.

"Oh, Genie, fuuuuuck, yes. You...oh fuck...you're gorgeous."

Whispered words coming with, Genie thought, probably the same speed as Sheena's orgasm flashed through her body.

"Oh...oh....god...Genie...you....you've...found how to...get me going."

Genie was calm, stroking Sheena's face, her neck, her chest.

"I like that I have, Sheen. I like that you wanted to do this. I love that putting myself on display, showing you a little of my boobs, has got you going. It's brilliant."

They shared one more deep, involving kiss. As their lips parted, Sheena smiled. Genie decided to "wrap things up".

"I think we've completed the agenda, Miss Jamison. I understand we've achieved a long-held target of yours today?"

They giggled whilst separating and getting themselves back into their clothes. Each of them had thought about what may happen. Genie produced a pack of tissues and Sheena had brought wipes so various bits of bodies were freshened up and dried.

They continued to play the formality game while re-dressing.

"Yes, thank you. I'm very grateful to you for your essential input into the task. You know, it's a shame, Miss Bright, that I think there are some matters regarding your particular areas that haven't been attended to."

"Well, then maybe you need to take me out for a drink at the Feathers, Miss Jamison?"

"Maybe I do, Miss Bright. Friday?"

"Yes, let's. Will you require somewhere to stay, Miss Jamison?"

"Well, actually, I will be able to offer accommodation if you so wish."

"Then I will bring a small bag with essential items to enable that."

The flick of the deadlock, the "do not disturb" sign placed back on the desk and the two women walked back together to their office and got on with their day, both fully satisfied with the outcomes of their meeting.