Dr. Elena Voss leaned back in her leather chair, her sharp eyes fixed on Alex and Jordan. "Exposure therapy works best when we confront the tension head-on," she said with a sly smile. Jordan crossed her arms, smirking at Alex. "You mean facing this idiot who ruined my last deal? Fine, but don't expect me to play nice, doc." Alex shot back, "As if your cutthroat tactics weren't the real problem. This is ridiculous."
Elena stood, her presence commanding. "Ridiculous or not, we're stripping away the layers. Both of you, clothes off—now. Let's see what that rivalry really hides." Jordan laughed, peeling off her blouse to reveal toned skin. "You first, Alex. Or are you all talk?" Alex hesitated but complied, the air thick with challenge as Elena joined them, her hands guiding with quiet authority.
"Witty as ever," Jordan quipped, stepping close, her breath hot. "But I bet that cock of yours is already hard from the sight of us." Elena chuckled, her fingers tracing Jordan's ass. "Horny doesn't begin to cover it. Show him what a strong woman takes." Jordan dropped to her knees, gripping Alex firmly. "Watch and learn." She took his cock in her mouth for a teasing blowjob, tongue swirling as Alex groaned.
Elena shed her dress, pressing her wet pussy against Alex's thigh. "Panting already? Good. This is exposure at its finest." Jordan pulled back, dripping saliva, and stood to straddle Alex on the couch. "My turn to ride—don't disappoint." She sank down, her pussy gripping him tight, while Elena kissed Jordan deeply, fingers exploring her ass.
Sweating bodies tangled as the pace quickened. Jordan rode hard, witty barbs flying: "Faster, rival—prove you're not all mouth." Elena joined, her own pussy dripping as she guided Alex's hand. "Threesome therapy—feel that tension break." Alex thrust between them, the women commanding every move with unyielding strength.
Jordan came first, clenching around him with a sharp cry, followed by Elena's shuddering release. Alex followed, cum spilling as they panted in the aftermath. "Not bad for enemies," Jordan said, wiping sweat from her brow. Elena smiled. "Session one complete."
But as they dressed, Elena's parting glance promised far more layers to peel in the sessions ahead.
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