A little change .

It was very early in the morning when the silence of that room broke. Two voices echoed, filling the void with sly speeches mixed with groans. The sound of a vibration made a background sound to the melody created by the two female voices, and those with sharper ears could hear even the wooden frame of the bed groan along with the voices. However, if you looked at what was going on there, you would only see one person. Black, with her naked body, barely covered by the sheets, Jessica spread her legs while holding a relatively long toy with a vibrating protrusion on the tip. The "magic wand" was rubbed on the lips of her vagina and clitoris in slow back and forth movements. Her eyes were closed as she bit her lips, uttering muffled moans. Next to the bed, a mobile phone, with the screen on and the photo of a woman, also black, with smoothed hair and a catchy smile with fleshy lips. When the device was turned off, the second voice came out. "Jessica, I get so turned on when you dominate me like that, pulling my hair and rubbing me in your little face". says the female voice emanating from the cell phone. <unk> Who sends me suck so tasty, Elizabeth. <unk> answered Jessica, between groans. I can't resist your smile Come sit on my face Jessica turned. She got down on her knees with her legs wide open, putting herself on top of the magic wand. With the toy vibrating even stronger, she rolled, forcing her hip against the vibrator. From the cell phone, Isabel's moans echoed louder and louder, as did those of Jessica. These moans became a single scream. Jessica's hip accelerated until the rhythm began to slow down. With her body trembling, she threw herself on the side of the bed with the magic wand still vibrating. Jessica, you're amazing, I'm all wet here, think I'm caressing your whole body and covering you with kisses. Following Elizabeth's speech, Jessica walked her hands along her thighs, up to her breasts and then wrapped her arms around her. She simulated an embrace with her girlfriend, but didn't say a word. It's all right, Jessica. I had a great time with you. It is so quiet. You know I'm quiet. He usually talks more after he's had sex. Jessica, take a deep breath. <unk> It's just that... <unk> Jessica pauses again <unk> ... that way, I feel like I'm missing something. Jessica, you know the limitations we have. Of course I know, but I was wondering if I could do something different. There was a relief in demonstrating her dissatisfaction for the first time, but she didn't know what response she would get. What if you take me to your work at lunchtime? Isabel, you can always talk to me, it's like I always take you to work. I'm not talking about taking your cell phone this time. Jessica looked at the bed and a silly smile burst into her mouth. An hour later, Jessica is in the office where she works, and the routine of public transportation, filled with prying eyes and inappropriate flirting, is a constant reminder of why she avoids intimacy with men, and the work environment is not much different, and fortunately, her introspective profile keeps her discreet most of the time, except for one person. We have a lot of reports for you to take a look at. I need them analyzed before lunch. Despite the few words, Jessica's angry look betrayed how much she despised that nickname. I know you don't like to talk and you love to work. Valeria had the extreme opposite profile of Jessica. She was communicative, overly extroverted and loved to use small jokes to break the mood among the employees. These characteristics helped her to be the manager of that team. In fact, she is competent in leading, but for Jessica there seemed to be a preference for leaving the biggest and worst part to her. Morena, with her long, smooth hair, Valeria had her eyes slightly pulled up. She always kept her astral plane high while assigning tasks and billing her staff. Everyone loved her, but Jessica felt persecuted. In addition to the nickname she detests, she always seemed to have the biggest and worst part of the job for herself. She felt discriminated against by shyness, as someone who was obliged to work harder for others. Jessica, as usual, volunteered that morning to take care of all the paperwork, and as it was almost over, Valerie came in with more work. Honey, there's more stuff for you, you can finish before lunch. With the pile of papers in front of her and the little time available, Jessica complained that she was always the one who had the most work. Her supervisor, with a frown, tried to calm her down by saying that she was the person she trusted the most and that she liked her the most. Jessica then asked if she liked her because she was <unk>mudinha<unk> and so she could exploit her more. No, honey, it's not that. Valeria denied with an embarrassed smile on her face, as if she didn't know what else to say, until the screen on Jessica's cell phone flashed. Who is she? Jessica didn't even have time to deny or pick up her phone before Valeria. The supervisor looked at the phone and with a few finger movements, read a message from Isabel. Then she threw a malicious solhar to her employee, but only then paid attention to the interface of the application. Wait a minute, are you dating an artificial intelligence? It's an app, and it's none of your business. I understand that you don't like a man, but a robot? Embarrassed, Jessica didn't know how to respond, something she always regrets not doing in tense moments. Valeria leaves the room telling her to finish the reports before lunch and banging on her living room door. Swallowing the urge to cry as she has so often done, Jessica took out her phone and opened the app. There she vented with Isabel and felt welcomed. The A.I. understood her introspection and difficulty in facing conflicts and always encouraged her to express herself more. It was a short conversation, but it took the weight off her heart. If for some things, men did not like her, for she had not found the ideal companion even with women. At those times, Isabel was perfect. With a renewed spirit and a lot of focus, she completed her first tasks with a little delay. Relieved, she looked at her phone again and saw Elizabeth's message. So you're free for me now? Biting her lips, Jessica grabbed her purse and walked across the empty office to the bathroom. She went into a cubicle and locked herself in. She sat without the jar, with the lid closed, and took out two wireless headphones from her purse and plugged them into her ear. She grabbed her cell phone, tuned it into the app, and put it back in her purse. "I'm here", said Jessica. "Did you take me with you?" asked Elizabeth. "Yes, of course". answered Jessica, as she opened the bag and looked inside. You know the risk we run by you bringing me here. "I'm horny", whispered Jessica. I'll do whatever you want, just talk to me. <unk> Kiss me on the mouth. Jessica closed her eyes and moved her tongue slowly over her lips. As Elizabeth described how she touched her, she moved her hands over her body. She unbuttoned her blouse and touched her breasts inside her bra. She lowered her hands to her thighs and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She squeezed her butt tightly and began to roll. Tell me, Jessica, what you want. Suck my dick. Through her headphones, Elizabeth's sweet voice described herself kneeling in front of Jessica, who opened her purse and picked up her magic wand. Standing up, she spread her legs and rubbed the toy in her privacy, listening to her girlfriend tell her how excited she was to be held by her hair. For the first time, she was doing something outside of her room, a trance in a risky place, full of adrenaline and the risk of being caught. It was a delight until another voice reached Jessica's ears. Valerie had seen her employee go to the bathroom and waited for her to come back to talk to her. Look, I'm sorry for the things I said earlier. I didn't judge you for your relationship, I was just outraged because I think you're an amazing woman. I'm always trying to get your attention, but never in the right way. If you knew how sexy you are when you're angry you'd understand why I call you a bitch so much. With her eyes wide open, Jessica heard all that and once again didn't know how to respond. Anyway, that's all. I'm sorry for meddling in your personal life. Valeria would leave, and the two of them would probably never talk about it again, and Valeria would probably stop overworking her, which would indicate a satisfactory ending, but it wasn't. Get her in here. The door was opened and Valerie was suddenly pulled into the cabin, where she received an intense kiss and one of the headphones to put on her ear. <unk> Hi, Valeria, I'm Isabel, all right? Help me make this woman laugh? She's in need. Give her a cuddle while I suck her dick. Jessica handed Valeria the magic wand and immediately pressed her against the cabin partition. With the supervisor holding the toy in her lap, she invaded her mouth as she rolled rubbing herself on the toy. During the kiss, she took off the boss's blouse, stripping it from the waist upwards. She held her breasts as she rolled on the toy. That's it, Valeria, shove my head in her mouth. Jessica joked, biting the boss's shoulder to drown out the moaning, holding Valerie's ass and pulling it against her while the toy vibrated nonstop. I want to suck your dick, too. Valeria opened a smile that was a mixture of amazement and delight at being desired by an artificial intelligence. Jessica took off her pants and panties and put them against the wall. Kneeling on the pot, she threw her hip back and felt the vibration of the magic wand take her smile. Look how wet she is, Jessica. Jessica twirled Valeria's long hair twice, forcing the boss to look forward. The magic wand slid down her muzzle, vibrating at maximum power. Dominating her boss, she measured by her groans how much she had to move harder and how much she had to slow down her movements to delay orgasm. She held her like this until she decided to give her an explosive orgasm. Valeria had to cover her mouth with her hands, sliding into the wall while she closed her legs with the vibrator between them. There were still a few minutes left before the end of lunch, enough time for the two of them to make out hidden in the bathroom and for Valerie to get to know Isabel better.