They had been exchanging dirty messages all morning, and her panties were soaked. Then he brought up the kiss.

Kay had never experienced sex with another woman. It just never came up. She was straight, after all.

“Your bi friend Cindy was all touchy-feely with you, Kay. I saw your lingering kiss with her when we left the party."

Kay felt her face heat up as she blushed. She didn't realize he'd seen that.

“We were just fooling around to tease you, Sir.”

"You're blushing, aren't you?"

"No, sir," she lied. How did he know that?

"Is she a good kisser, Kay?"

"Yes, Sir," Cindy's kiss almost made her swoon.

"Do you fantasize about her?"

"I do, Sir," She would die if she made a move, and Cindy said "No."

“Tell me how you imagine sex with her,” He was making Kay soo wet.

"I told you I'm straight, Sir."

"I asked you to tell me, Kay. Do it."

“I've never been with a woman, Sir. I guess my thoughts would be that with a woman, things would be softer.... a woman  would know how to please another woman... know where to touch, how hard, how soft...where to feel when fingers are diddling around in another woman’s hot, slick cunt.”

"You have put some thought into this, I see."

"Yes, sir," more than He knew. She thought about Cindy constantly since the kiss.

“Do you imagine diddling around in Cindy’s hot, slick cunt, Kay? Do you imagine eating her pussy, do you wonder how she tastes?"

"Oh, God, Sir, I'm so wet."

As each image and thought played out in her head, Kay could feel her cunt growing wetter and wetter.

“Put your hand in your panties and diddle your hot, slick cunt, baby.”

My body was trembling.

“But Sir, I’m working.”  

“Do it in the restroom and tell me all about it. That's an order.”

“Okay, Sir, be back shortly.”

She followed His order, telling him,

"My pussy was hot and slick, not just from telling you what I thought being with another woman would be like. It was our naughty chat that started the heat.

My fingers slid easily over my throbbing clit as I pushed them to my quivering hole. I pushed two in deep and fingered myself briefly. You didn't say if I could cum or not, but I chose not to, wanting to savor an intense climax before bed.

I brought my now slick fingers to my clit again and rubbed the sensitive bundle of nerves. I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from cumming as I practically humped my hand. I didn't want to spend too much longer in there, as anyone else could show up at any minute. I fingered myself again for good measure, brought the glistening digits to my lips and sucked the heady musky flavor clean from them."

"In my mind, I am hoping Cindy tastes the same, Sir."