My Mom And Her Boss

Serene Siren’s at her desk when Kenzie walks in. Door barely shuts and there’s another knock. Dava marches through like she owns the place, lips already curling around a dirty line before she clocks Kenzie standing there. Surprise flashes, then a slow smile. “Damn… that can’t be Kenzie. Look at you all grown.” Serene tries to act natural. “Just a quick visit.” Dava’s smile tightens. She came for their weekly private meet-up and she doesn’t like waiting. Says so with extra venom on the word private. Serene’s answering smile is pure tease, and Kenzie’s eyes narrow like she’s putting pieces together. Once Dava’s gone, the questions fly. “You’re fucking your boss, aren’t you?” Kenzie demands. Serene swears she’s still the perfect wife—except for the little secret she’s been keeping with Kenzie since she turned eighteen. Kenzie’s anger softens; hands start wandering. Clothes are loosened, breaths get short. Dava’s heels click back down the hall. Panic snaps Serene into action; she shoves Kenzie under the desk right as the door swings open. Kenzie doesn’t stay put. While Dava flirts over the desk, fingers crawl up Serene’s thigh, tease her wet slit, then push inside. Serene’s knees buckle, her voice wavers, and when Dava clocks the look on her face it’s too late. Dava’s jaw drops. “Your step-daughter?” both women chorus. She backs off fast, threat of firing on her tongue. Kenzie crawls out, promises they’ll make it worth Dava’s while. Three pairs of hands grab, mouths clash. Skirts hike, shirts pop open. Dava ends up spread on the desk with Serene’s tongue buried in her cunt and Kenzie sucking her nipples. The office fills with wet sounds and whimpers until Dava’s legs shake and she’s coming hard against both of them. When it’s over, the boss is smiling. Job secure. For now.