Ginny and Katy Pt. 07

Finally I couldn't take it any more. I dropped my fork and grabbed the table edge with both hands.

She said, "Why, Virginia. Is there something wrong?"

I said, through my teeth, "You bitch!" but in a tone of voice very much like she'd called me a slut.

She smiled and said, "Thank you, dear, but you haven't answered me. Is there something wrong with your chair?"

I went incoherent a couple of seconds after that. She quickly pulled my plate out of the way just before I leaned over pressing my breasts into the table. I screamed, clutching the table, as the orgasm hit me. And hit me again.

I sat up, trying to catch my breath. She pushed my plate back in front of me and I watched her drying off her toes with her napkin then put her sneaker back on. She took her dishes to the sink then, on her way out the door, leaned over and gave me a long, slow, very arousing kiss.

She patted me on the cheek as she stood up and said, "You really should have that problem looked into. Imagine! Coming like that just sitting there having breakfast. It's shocking. Truly shocking."

She gave me another quick kiss, grabbed her briefcase, said, "Finish your breakfast," and was off, giggling as she closed the door behind her.