Lisa's POV

A week has passed since my first session with Jennie. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. My body felt so completely liberated in that moment that I couldn't even see clearly. My legs shook furiously when I peaked and I felt absolutely spent. I remember Jennie asking me if I wanted to meet with her again and I'm pretty sure I just smiled and nodded, as I could barely speak. She gave me a few minutes to recuperate and steady my breathing before she kindly left the room so I could get dressed. She wasn't awkward about it, either. She gave me a light kiss on the cheek before leaving and told me that I did great.

She was such a gentlewoman. All week I've been anticipating my next visit, just so I could see her... Jisoo and Chaeyoung, of course, had a million questions to ask me when I arrived home, but I was as evasive as I could have been in regards to all of their prodding questions. I didn't feel right talking about my experience, as the entire idea felt too personal to me to even think about spilling details to my friends. I simply told them that it went well and that I planned to see Jennie again. Jennie. I told them her name. I'm almost sure that they could sense something in me when I said it out loud.They could probably sense how taken I was with her, but I would never admit as much.As far as they know, these sessions are strictly professional.

That brings me to another thing... Was our last meeting just business? Because it didn't feel like it. I don't know if it's Jennie's job to actually touch her clients the way she touched me, but the simple thought of that makes me uncomfortable. I don't like the idea of her doing what we did with other people. But if that's her job, who am I to complain? I was the one who scheduled the appointment, after all. I didn't protest when she finished for me. I might have actually preferred if she'd taken me from the beginning. I wonder if she would do that this time, or if she'll insist that I do it myself. I've actually been quite eager to find out what she's got in store for me next.

This is strange, isn't it? Last week, I hadn't even given sex a second thought. It was a complete non-factor in my life. I would've been seriously amused if someone had offered to take me home with them. I still kind of would be... Honestly, though, the simple thought of sex isn't what's been plaguing me. It's the thought of sex with Jennie that I can't seem to shake.

As I'm lost in my thoughts, I hear my phone ring from the nightstand beside my bed. I reach over to pick it up and see Jennie's name displayed across the screen.

"Hi," I answer cheerfully.

"Hello, Lisa. How have you been?" Her sultry voice rang through the phone.

"I've been great! What about you?" I ask casually. Well, at least, I try to sound casual.

"I'm doing well," I could practically hear her smile from my end. "Listen, I was just calling to check in with you. Are we still on for our session tomorrow night?"

"Of course!" I replied, a bit too excitedly. "I can't wait.."

"Wonderful," She husks. "Have you made any progress this last week? You know, with what we talked about........."

There wasn't a single hint of nerve in her voice, but I was trying so desperately to contain myself as I thought of the things I've done this last week. The thought of telling her about them over the phone thrilled me. I don't know, I think I kind of wanted to get a reaction out of her. I wanted to go into great detail with what I had done and hear her breath hitch from my end.

"I have, actually," I begin, lowering my voice significantly. I wasn't aware that I could sound this... sexy.

"Would you care to share?" She questions seductively. It makes my heart skip to know that she's enjoying this as much as I am. To know that she was trying to milk this conversation dry. She didn't have to ask any further. I already told her that I was making progress... Why does she need to know any more than that? She doesn't...She wants to know more. She wants to hear me say it.

I keep my voice low as I try to match her provocative tone. "I've been touching myself in the shower," I divulge. As I'm lying here on my bed talking to her, it takes everything in me not slip my fingers between my legs. I let my free hand rest along my chest, playing with the hair that cascades down my shoulders.

I hear her take a deep breath in before replying. "That's... Wow, that's really- really something..." She says, fumbling over her words.

A small smile graces my lips as I feel the need to continue. "Yeah, it is... I've also been doing it in bed," I tell her sweetly. I can hear her breath has become heavier as she hums in response.

"What are you thinking about when you're touching yourself?" She prods, interestingly.

I debate whether I should tell her the truth. I've been thinking about her this whole time. Every morning in the shower and every night before bed, I picture her touching me like she had last week and the wetness between my legs never ceases to surprise me.

"I think about how you told me to 'just feel it'... I don't know, I guess I'm not really thinking," I half-lie, a thoughtful smile still on my lips.

"You're thinking about my voice when you're getting off?" She begins in a sensuous tone. "That's so fucking hot, Lisa," She says, just barely above a whisper.

"Yeah, I guess I am." The throbbing between my legs is really getting the better of me now. I want nothing more than to scratch this itch while she talks me through it over the phone. I switch the phone to my left hand, debating whether or not to give in to this ache.

"Are you touching yourself now, Lisa?" She asks, her voice so desirably raspy. I can practically feel her breath in my ear as she says it.

"No," I respond, regrettably. "Are you?"

She takes a few moments to respond. A few painfully long moments and I'm afraid I've scared her off with my forward behavior. My pulse is beating at an unsteady rate as I anticipate her next words. Why is this taking so long to answer me? It hasn't actually been that long. It's only been a few seconds, but they seem to be passing by at an abnormal slow rate.

Just as I'm about to confirm she's still on the other line, I hear a low, guttural moan from her end. My breath picks up as I realize what she's doing and I quickly slide my jeans off, holding the phone skillfully between my ear and shoulder. I throw them to the floor and lie back on the bed, slipping my fingers into the wetness between my thighs. I rub furiously at my clit until I am eliciting the same moan I heard from Jennie's end just seconds before.

I can hear her heavy breaths clear as day and I'm wishing she was here with my now. This is the first I've ever tried phone sex and it's not going too bad.

"Ughh," I hear her moan.

"Where... are you... right now, Jennie?" I curiously question between shaky breaths.

"Oh, fuck..." She breathes heavily, trying to devise an answer. "I'm... God... At my desk." She barely manages. The sound of her voice is putting me on edge right now. Her muffled moans and unsteady speech has got to be the sexiest thing ever. "There are- There's clients outside the door." She spits out quickly.

She's pleasuring herself at work in her fucking office! While there are clients waiting to have their sessions...

"I bet you wish I were there right now, don't you?" I breathe out enticingly. Honestly, the feeling encapsulating my body right now has given me more balls than I've had in my entire life. My throbbing clit is definitely getting it's fill. My back is arching in pleasure again and I feel myself approaching my release. Oh, and it feels so fucking good. "I want you here, Jennie. I want you inside of me."

I hear another stifled moan from her end and I know she's probably biting her bottom lip to quiet herself. "Fuck, Lisa!" She silently yells into the phone. I hear shuffling noises coming from her side before one last deep, throaty moan.

I reach my climax just seconds later, my muscles clenching in pleasure and my legs shaking violently. I don't hesitate to stifle my moans and whimpers as I know she's probably enjoying the sound of them just as much as I am hers. My chest heaves uncontrollably as I try and collect myself. Her breathing is still heavy over the phone and I just need to revel in this moment for a second. I wish I could've been there to see her come.

There's a perfect silence that fills the line for a few minutes as we both come down from our high.

"Can you come see me, Lisa?" She requests after our moment of silence. "I need to see you..."

"Like, right now?" I wonder aloud.

"Yes, right now..." She confirms. "Or, I could come to you. Whatever you prefer. I just need to see you right now. I can't wait until tomorrow night."

I can't help the smile that plays itself on my face. There's a small feeling of triumph that overcomes me. I've never thought of myself as sexually desirable until this point. It's the most amazing feeling, knowing that somebody wants you. Especially when that somebody is as stunning as Jennie. And I want her, too.

"Jennie, I thought you had clients waiting? You can't just leave in the middle of-"

"I don't care, Lisa... I'm coming to you." She husks through the line and it makes me melt. Her determination to see me is almost as sexy as her voice. I feel as though I can't argue any further after this.

"Okay," I agree. The line goes dead just seconds later and I'm suddenly overcome with nerves. I don't have anything to be nervous about, do I? She's touched me before! But it's going to be so much different this time because this isn't just another session... This is real.

I have to get ready! A moment later, I'm rifling through my drawers to find something even remotely sexy to wear. I have nothing... I realize I've never had a need for lingerie and now I'm kicking myself for not buying out Victoria's Secret when I was there with Jisoo a couple of days ago. I settle for a cute pair of black boy shorts that cling perfectly to my ass and a loose white band tank top with no bra underneath. Within seconds, I'm hurling myself into the bathroom to touch up my makeup and tousle my hair to the best of my ability.

Fifteen minutes go by and I hear a knock at my front door as I'm tidying up my living room. That was quick. I rush over to it and flip my hair to hang over my right shoulder before swinging the door open with the most seductive smirk on my face.

"Hey, Jen-" What? No? It's not Jennie... "Jisoo unnie?! Why are you here?!" I asked her hurriedly, looking past her down the hallway of my apartment complex.

Her eyes are wide and her jaw has dropped. "Limario? Who exactly were you expecting in that outfit?" She interrogates, stepping past me and inside, taking a seat on my couch.

"I was- No one! Why are you here?" I ask her again, reluctantly closing the door after having one more look down the hallway.

I take a seat on the love seat adjacent her and cross my arms over my chest to cover my visibly erect nipples.

She's eyeing my questionably from her seat and I'm becoming uncomfortable, sulking in my obvious guilt. "You can stop lying to me any time now..." She chuckles and I want nothing more than for her to leave. She's my best friend, yes, but the timing could not have been worse.

"I wasn't expecting anyone, unnie," I lie, trying to sound as confident as possible. "I'm dressed in my weekend clothes, you know that. Nothing to do but Netflix and ice cream sundaes," I smile.

She's actually buying it, as I wasn't completely lying about my weekends. I don't usually have plans other than to binge Disney movies and playing with Leo and Luca. Jisoo unnie and Chaeyoung are usually with me for these occasions but she had told me earlier in the week that the two of them would be attending a concert tonight. I'd expected them to be out of town already.

"Whatever you say, Limario," She allayed. "You just seemed a little surprised to see me at the door, that's all."

"Well, I was," I tell her. "I thought you and Chaeyoung would be heading to that concert by now."

"The concert is a no-go. She found out those tickets she got from that guy were a fake" She sulked. "She's actually supposed to be on her way, now. I told her we could just hang here and do the usual."

"You what?!" I question, trying to lower my volume as I don't want to seem to sketchy."Why..." I try to calm myself. "Why... did you just invite yourselves over without consulting me first? What if I had plans tonight?"

She narrows her eyes at me as if she's confused by my behavior. Normally, I wouldn't care if they showed up out of the blue. "It ain't like we don't invite ourselves every other weekend, Lisa. Jeez... What is your problem today. You on the rag?"

No, thank God... "I just- I wasn't expecting you, that's all. I was kind of hoping to have some alone time...

Ding dong.

The door. It must be Chaeyoung, ready to barge in and ruin my night along with Jisoo. I rise from the couch and saunter over to the door, flinging it open in annoyance at this whole situation.

"I've been waiting all week to do this," Jennie! She almost lunges at me and I quickly put my hands up in protest to stop her, my eyes wide as I try my best to signal behind me to the unwanted guest in my living room. Her eyes follow mine in disappointment as she realizes we are not alone. Just then, Jisoo unnie turns from her position on the couch to see who is at the door.

"Jennie," I quickly greet her and turn around to Jisoo, doing all I can not to make this awkward. "What are you doing here?" I eye her pleadingly, hoping she'll play along.

"I-Uh... Just stopping by to see if you had plans tonight," She lies, glancing over at Jisoo. "Looks like you beat me to it," She laughs awkwardly.

Jisoo unnie stands from the couch as I usher Jennie over to the sitting area.

"Unnie, this is Jennie... She's- Uh... A friend of mine," I introduce her kindly, trying to stay cool. I pray that she doesn't remember Jennie as being be sex therapist from last week. Why the hell did I tell them her name? "Jennie, this is Jisoo."

Jennie offers her hand to Jisoo, who takes it willingly. "Good to meet you, Jisoo."

"You too," Jisoo responds with a bright smile.

I invited Jennie to have a seat on the couch and she does so, quickly joined by Jisoo unnie and I.

"Look, if the two of you have plans," Jennie starts, eyeing the two of us curiously. "I can go."

"No!" I counter, a bit too quickly. "No, you can stay. It's fine... We were just planning to watch some movies, right unnie?"

Jennie looks between the two of us, waiting for reassurance. "Totally. The more the merrier, right?" Jisoo responds.

"Really, I don't want to impose," Jennie states apologetically.

"Jennie, really, it's fine..." I hold her gaze a bit heavier, nodding and mouthing a quick 'It's okay' her way.

She agrees and within minutes, Chaeyoung shows up and we begin our movie marathon after a quick introduction. Luckily, Chae doesn't seem to remember my bringing up Jennie from my session last week. Let's hope it stays that way.

We queue up a movie on Netflix and get situated on the couches. Me, Jennie, and Chae sit on the long couch while Jisoo takes a spot on the love seat next to us. Casual conversation is exchanged regarding the movie playing and I feel myself start to relax as it seems this gathering isn't going as bad as I had expected it to. Jennie and the girls seem to be getting along fairly and the movie is great so far.

I'm sitting on the end of the couch, Jennie next to me, and Chae next to her. I turn my head from the movie for a second to look at Jennie and I notice she's rubbing her arms.

"Are you cold?" I ask her in a whisper so as not to disturb the other girls, already grabbing at the blanking hanging on the back of the couch.

"Yeah, it's a little chilly," She replies, just as quietly.

I pull the blanket off the back of the couch and sling it over the both of us. Jennie rest it over her shoulder, while I keep mine exposed and we sit in silence enjoying the movie.

The minutes pass swiftly and Jisoo and Chae are completely enthralled in this film. I look over to Jennie who seems to be engulfed in it, too. My mind is elsewhere. I can't really concentrate on the flick as I'm thinking about what I missed out on tonight. I can't stop thinking about what would have happened had Jisoo didn't showed out of the blue.

I feel Jennie shift under the blanket and I glance at her quickly before turning back to the TV. Not a second later, I feel her delicate fingers cascading along my thigh. I gasp audibly and catch the attention of the rest of the girls.

"Shocking... Shocking twist," I feign in regards to the movie. They wave me off and I glance back at Jennie who has her eyes firmly fixed on the screen, completely unfazed.

Her fingers slowly make their way further up my thigh and past the waistband of my boy shorts. I bite down hard on my bottom lip to keep from gasping again as her digits move under the waistband and down towards my clit. I let out a very quiet whimper, just barely audible over the noise of the TV and I can sense Jennie smirking next to me. Her fingers are beginning to press down harder at a teasingly slow pace and I can't let this go on any longer. I grab her hand under the blanket and she pauses, staring at me questioningly before retracting her hand.

"I'm gonna go make more popcorn," I alert the girls who don't seem to pay me any attention.

"Jennie, would you help me?"

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