"What to do when bored at work?"

Miranda was in her office dealing the final details for next week's shoot in Los Angeles with Nigel and Jocelyn when her phone rang. She walked back to her desk to find her cell phone and answer.

"Yes" Miranda answered annoyed with the interruption.

"Hi, honey," Andy said, sounding gloomy, "I'm bored."

"This is not a good time." Miranda said impatiently.

"Miranda, since when talking to your lovely, wonderful, hot partner is not a good time for you?" Andy asked as she reclined in her chair.

"Not when I'm in the middle of a meeting." Miranda replied coldly.

"Send them out then, problem solved" Andy gave as solution.

"I can't and I won't. Can we talk later, please?" Miranda said trying to keep her voice and her body language as professional as she could.

"I don't think you understand, I'm bored in here" Andy said sulking "and I'm horny." She finished with a sexy voice.

"I'm sorry you feel that way but I can't take care of either of your problems right now." Miranda said as she was talking with a designer about a huge problem.

"Au contraire, my love, you can help me on both."

"Andrea, I really don't have time for that kind of silly game. Go do something to entertain yourself or, better yet, go earn your paycheck" she said wanting to end this conversation.

"I tried, but everything I do makes me think about you and it's not even 1 pm. I want to feel your hands on me. Feel you deep inside of me." Andy finished the phrase moaning.

Miranda gasped, but tried to change the subject: "As you know, we have the Mirror auction dinner tonight, Emily has your Galliano dress waiting at home."

"Do you know that I have already to go put cold water on my neck twice today? The image of you fucking me with your tongue," she moaned once again, "I can't get it out of my head."

"Andrea, why don't you go write that pretty important article about Obama that you've been working on for the last two days?" Miranda suggested.

"Because it's really hard to concentrate on this fascinating subject when I'm dripping in my panties thinking of you licking inside of my thigh."

Miranda flushed with embarrassment at Andy's words as the two other people in the room were pretending to have work-related conversations.

"Andrea, don't!" Miranda threaten tone filled the air.

"Don't what, my love? Huh? I don't have secrets from you so I have to share what is happening with me and right now that includes the fact that I'm unbuttoning the top two buttons of my tight jeans to masturbate right here."

Miranda moved as far as she could from the talks in her office.

"For God's sake, where are you?" Miranda asked worriedly.

"In my office, locked inside."

"Thank God, otherwise our lawyer would find your "dismissed for inappropriate behavior" lawsuits hilarious.

Andy laughed at her comment, "That won't happen, I assure you, I'm too smart to let it, but let's get back to the topic."

"I don't think it's a good idea; I have thousands of things to do before coming back home." Miranda said and looked back at Nigel that was visible trying to know who is person on the phone with her. And for Miranda's flushed cheeks, he already had an idea.

Andy was laying her hand inside her panties, "You know sometimes when I close my eyes I can feel you under me? I can swear I feel your fingers touching my clit, making me hard as a rock. Just like now." She started to breathe heavily, "I can feel it getting swollen", and began to rub her clit with her index finger.

"Andrea, I'm begging you. Stop this right now; I'm going to hang up." Miranda Priestly never had to beg for anything. Until she marry Andy.

"If you do that I'm going to come to your office right now!" Andy warned her.

Miranda sighed, "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to love me, baby. I'm so wet, are you wet too?"

"What. Do. You. Think?" Miranda exhaled each word.

"I think you are. I would love to be inside of your legs now."

Miranda's palms started to sweat all of sudden, and she pinched her nose.

"I know you like how I scream your name when you make me come, when you have total possession of my body and soul"

"Oh God!" Miranda whimpered, she did still not believe what Andrea was trying to do in her working hour.

"I'm teasing the entrance of my pussy, wishing you were here to see what you do to me." Andy´s voice was becoming husky with arouse. "How many fingers you want to put in me?"

"Its official, you are completely out of your mind." Miranda murmured.

"You're right, I am. You always do this to me." Her breathing increases on the phone with the sensation of her fingers entering her core, "I'm putting two fingers inside but I know you want more, don't you?"

"Possibly." Miranda said like nothing was happening at the other line of the phone.

"Honey, send those people out of there now please, I want you to make me come."

Miranda took the phone out of her ear and looked to her employees, attempting to look professional as they pretended to work and cleared her throat.

"This is a very important call that may take a while. I'll call you back in later. Now leave." She ordered.

In twenty seconds Miranda was alone and already sitting on the small couch in her office.

"You are insane, you will be my end."

Andy laughed softly, "I will be your forever, never your end. Now tell me, are two fingers good? Or should I use more?" She continued to move in and out of her slicked core.

"It's fine." Miranda relaxed leaning back at the couch.

"Tell me if you're wet, do I make you wet baby? Or is Miranda Priestley in total control of her body?"

"Yes and no."

"Can you know by my voice how much I want you with me? How much I want my fingers to be your fingers, moving in and out of me, covered in my juices, in my scent? Oh, I smell so good, you make me smell so good. I wish you could see what you do to me."

"Yes, me too." Miranda said, closing her eyes, captive under Andy´s words.

"I need your mouth in here too, sucking me, licking me, teasing me, eating me."

Miranda was losing her mind with all the things Andy is making her feel. "Oh, God, Andrea."

"Shh, honey, Emily and Sarah are just outside. Should I stop and not disturb you anymore?" Andy asked with a smile already knowing that Miranda would never tell her to stop.

"No, I want you to finish what you've started." She was feeling hard to breathe by now.

"Ah, you mean you want finish to fucking me?" She thrust a little harder.

"Yes."

"You want me to scream your name?"

"Yes, God, I need you."

"You like having your fingers deep in me, sucking on me hard at the same time?"

Miranda gasped "Yes, I do."

"You like when I buck my hips against your mouth as you suck on me?"

"Yes, I do." Miranda was breathing faster at each word.

"I know you do, you want me now, baby?" Andy asked deepen her fingers inside while her thumb brushes over her clit.

"Yes I do", her answer barely audible over her arousal.

Andy's chest started to heave as she struggled to breathe, feeling her orgasm getting closer.

"Baby, I'm going to come. I'm feeling your month sucking on me," her breath heavy in Miranda's ear. "Oh, God, I'm coming, Miranda, I'm coming."

Miranda's mind went blank for a few minutes while her wife struggled to breathe normally again the other side of the line.

"Miranda?"

"Yes", her mouth dry and in need of some water.

"I gotta go now, baby." Andy said as she took her fingers out.

"What?" She sounded confused.

"I want you to spend the rest of your day thinking about me and what you do to me. Maybe this will help you get through your boring meeting later? Picture you making me come in front of you, for you and on you."

"I'm not sure that this will make me do my job as well as you do yours."

Andy giggled at her wife´s dry humor, "Thanks, honey, you were a great help, like always. I love you, have fun at work, bye", and with that, she hung up the phone.

Miranda shook her head trying to breathe normally again, "I'm ruined, I'm just ruined," she said, looking to the phone.

TBC…