Sheila, the senior law partner, was extremely excited. After years of admiring Rebecca and particularly Rebecca's breasts, her plan had finally come together. From the very moment that Sheila had met Rebecca at a corporate cocktail party, she was entranced. The height, her curves, her looks, and those breasts! Oh my god, those breasts, they just begged to be whipped, squeezed, pulled, crushed, pierced, and clamped. Sheila enjoyed many forms of sexual play, but high on the list was lesbian sadism. Silicon was everywhere, a natural set of tits like Rebecca's were just not that common, she usually had to settle for playing with younger, less well-endowed women. The thought of a shapely 40 year old WOMAN to abuse had her cunt dripping with the thought of the games she would be playing over the next two weeks. Her biggest struggle was holding back and slowly building to the harder activities that would follow over the days to come.
Sheila had put her plan into motion three years earlier. First she seduced Bob. Although 15 years older than Bob and Rebecca, Sheila was still a very appealing 52 year old. She was tall, thin, graceful, and very rich. She had small breasts, but very pronounced nipples, that were distracting and obvious when she wore sheer clothing to show them off. She had carefully placed Bob on one of her more demanding cases, leading to many late night working and strategy sessions. She slowly seduced him, making sure to wear no underwear underneath a short skirt or dress, and in late night meetings would sit on her office couch, legs spread or horizontal, giving Bob tantalizing peeks at her nether regions. Because her breasts were small, she seldom wore a bra, and would bend over on purpose while looking at various books or computer screens, giving Bob, with just a tiny movement of his head, the ability to see right down her blouse.
After 3 months of teasing him mercilessly and casually observing the effect that she was having by inspecting his crotch through his suit pants, she made her next move. She was sitting on the edge of the couch while he was across on an office chair, circumspectly trying to get glimpses of her lower lips covered by her short skirt. She looked up and caught him looking downward, their eyes met and then he quickly looked away, hemming and hawing and turning beet red.
Sheila took advantage of the moment.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked.
Bob didn't know how to answer, and simply said nothing.
Sheila continued, "I know you do, and I am going to show you a lot more. '
She splayed her legs wide across the couch, and with a hand on each side of her hips, she pulled her skirt up, completely exposing her vagina. Bob's eyes were glued to her crotch. He was also very aware that this was the senior partner of the firm who eventually would be deciding his future fate as a partner in the firm. His promotion would lead to a mid six-figure income. He was not at all sure what to do.
She took her right hand and inserted her index and middle fingers into her mouth, wetting them with saliva. Then using her left hand, she spread her lower lips wide, and then tantalizingly ran her wet fingers across the opening. She stroked herself gently with long strokes, from the base of her vagina up to the clitoris. Her wet fingers slid smoothly across her flesh. Bob just stared.
Sheila slid her two fingers deep inside herself, and let out a moan of enjoyment. She finger fucked herself, in and out, perhaps ten strokes, letting her excitement build and getting her fingers thoroughly wet with her juices. Then she stopped and pulled her fingers out and held them out midway in the air above the low table between them.
"Clean them," she ordered.
Bob moved forward on his chair and started to slide the fingers into his mouth.
"No, not like that, lick them clean," Sheila again ordered.
He ran his tongue along the edges of the fingers, sliding it between them and running his tongue up and down the long, thin fingers.
