Unrequited Realtor

Aiden shows the last client out. Jessica walks in. The showing flopped again. Jessica narrows her eyes. Too many flops lately. She studies Aiden, eyes trailing down her body, and bites her lip. Suddenly she knows exactly what will light a fire under her agent. She steps close. Low voice. They’re going to fuck. That’ll get Aiden moving. Hard motivation, skin on skin, every dirty promise she can make with her mouth and hands. Aiden’s mouth drops open. She laughs once, nervous, then her tongue slides across her bottom lip and the nerves turn to hunger. They’re doing this. Jessica’s going to ride her until the only thing Aiden wants is the sale, until her body remembers who she answers to and her cunt clenches at the thought of closing the deal. No bullshit incentives. Just sweat, clenching thighs, fingers buried deep, mouths locked until both women are shaking and the house is as good as sold.