Over the desk - chapter 4

"Lift your arms up", Jenny whispered in Ziva's ear- Although no one else
was around. Ziva did so, staring intently into her eyes.

Jenny gently run her hands around her slim waist, then moved down, squeezing her pert butt. Ziva's nipples were rapidly stiffening against her thin pink jumper, which Jenny caressed with each hand.

Oh to be in my twenties body again, Jenny thought to herself. Ziva whimpered, in anticipation of what was to come.

Slowly teasing it up, Jenny pulled the jumper over Ziva's head, and leaned in for a quick tender kiss, before tossing it aside.

J- "OK, now unzip your trousers".

Z- "Don't you want to do that?"

J- "I would, but I might crack my nails.."

Ziva eased the zip of her stretchy cargo pants open, and started to wiggle them down her thighs.

"No, wait- Let me do that", Jenny interrupted. Reaching out to stop Ziva go any further, she inadvertently nudged the crotch of her pale grey knickers.

Ziva gave out a soft moan.

"Sorry".

"Don't be. That felt nice".

Jenny held onto Ziva's gaze, and panties, a while longer. They were getting warmer, with every second..