Sarah eased Laura off her lap and looked at her new skirt. It was crumpled around her waist and her panties were twisted and pulled around. "You've messed up my new cloths. You need to straighten them out."
"I'll hang them in my closet."
"No. You did this without permission so now you need to be responsible and put them back on."
Laura pouted as she knelt in front of Sarah and slid her hands down the younger woman's legs. She leaned forward to nuzzle against Sarah's pubic mound and Sarah almost said to hell with it and attacked Laura. Somehow she managed to keep in control. When Laura slid her thong into place between her ass cheeks, she almost lost it, again. Laura tugged at the thin strap and Sarah stifled a moan as it rubbed against her sex. Her clit throbbed as Laura's fingers played around the front panel of her panties and caressed all around her pussy, but never quite touched it. Three more seconds and Sarah's determination would have broken. Thankfully Laura moved on to Sarah's skirt. She pulled the rich fabric over Sarah's hips and smoothed the fabric out.
"Now what?" Laura ran her fingers across the slope of her tit and looked up with wide innocent eyes and lips slightly parted.
Sarah looked around the office for inspiration. This encounter didn't go anything like she expected it to. "It occurs to me you won't be available whenever I want you. The past week proves it. I only had a single picture of you to keep me company. It's time to remedy that." Sarah went to her purse and pulled out her phone.
"I'm not sure this is the best place to do that." Laura eyed the phone like it was a snake.
"This is the perfect place for it." Sarah looked around the office. "Now let me think." Her eyes caught the chair where Laura made her come. "Yes. We'll start there." Sarah gestured with her chin. "Go set at your desk."
Laura did as she was told. She sucked in a breath when her skin contacted the leather. "Oh, its cold!"
"Is that how you usually set? You look like a school girl in the principal's office."
"I don't know how I set. I've never thought about it before."
"Pretend you're dealing with a difficult employee or something."
Laura thought a moment then tilted her chair back, rested her elbows on the arms and steepled her fingers. Sarah knew by the way she moved that she crossed her legs. She turned her chair so she faced a little to Sarah's left. It was perfect. Laura's forearms made an excellent frame for her tits while her rosy nipples peaked over the desk. "Perfect, now hold still."
Sarah took the picture twice to make sure it came out good. She didn't know what to do with them but she wanted to blow them up and hang them around her house. Maybe she should get a professional photographer to take them.
"Good. Now lean back, put your hands on your head and put your naked feet up on the desk."
"Don't you mean my bare feet?" Laura said as she got into position.
"Naked sounds sexier." Sarah didn't know how much more she could take. Laura looked so sexy behind her desk. From this angle Sarah could see the tops of her tits, her nipples were barely hidden below the desk. It looked like she was naked, but you couldn't be sure. She snapped that picture twice as well.
"Now what?" Laura rocked in her chair and gave Sarah a sultry grin.
"Now you get on the desk."
"Are you going to do me on it?"
"Maybe." Definitely. "Why?"
"I used to love doing Tom on it. It turned me on knowing every time he looked at it he thought about sliding in and out of my body." Laura ran her tongue over her lips. "Every time I set in my chair I'll think about my mouth on your slippery pussy."
Sarah shivered as her eyes went to the chair. Laura was right, it was a turn on knowing Laura would remember eating her out every time she sat in her chair.
Laura braced her hands on the desk to crawl up on it.
"Wait." Sarah couldn't believe how sexy Laura looked leaning over her desk with her wicked grin. "Stay there. Move your hands forward a little more. No, go back, your tits look better like that. Plus I can see your pussy better. Now put your feet together. Put one foot slightly in front. Yea, that's it." Now her pussy was hidden but her bush was still visible. Sarah took some shots. "Great, now get up on the desk."
Laura climbed on the desk. "Now what?"
"Face the window and get on all fours."
"Like this?" Laura knelt on her hands and knees but it wasn't as sexy as Sarah thought it should be. It looked more like she was getting ready to scrub a floor.
"Not quite." Sarah stepped back to get a better view. "The light isn't quite right." Sarah turned off the lights but that made it too dark.
"What are you doing?" Laura's voice sounded a little panicked as Sarah adjusted the blinds.
"Don't worry. I wont open them enough for anyone to see in, I need a little more light. There, see? No one can see you." Sarah watched as Laura studied the blinds and relaxed.
"Now lets get you in position." Sarah moved back to the door. "You can't stay like that, I can't see your tits. Move your right arm forward and your left back, yes, like that." Sarah moved to her left so the angle showed a bit more of the underside of Laura's tits. "Perfect. Now move your right leg forward so I can see a hint of your pussy."
Laura did it but Sarah noticed a faint blush start on her cheeks. "I'm too old for this."
"No, you're not. Shift your weight forward a bit. Good. Now give me your wicked grin." Sarah snapped some shots. "God you're gorgeous."
"Let me see." Laura hopped off the desk, which did interesting things to her tits. "Oh, god!" Laura covered her cheeks with her hands as Sarah scrolled through the pictures.
"Why are you blushing, you look fabulous."
"No, I don't. Oh! Burn that one!" They were looking at the one with Laura leaning over the desk. "You can see my belly fat hanging down. I look hideous."
Sarah studied the picture. "That's not what it looked like when I positioned you. It's not fat, it's the way the light hits you." Sarah zoomed in. "There, see? I needed better light."
"Whatever. Keep going."
Sarah scrolled to the last photo with Laura on her hands and knees.
"Oh god, burn that one too."
"Why?" Sarah studied the picture. There was something wrong with it but she didn't know what.
"You can see my stretch marks!"
"No, that's not what's wrong with it," Sarah said absently. The light was perfect, Laura's pale skin contrasted perfectly with the dark desk and wallpaper. The framed certificates and diplomas gave the piece an air of professionalism and the clutter on the desk made it seem more real, more authentic. Then she spotted the problem.
