Day 7: Lapdance

Day 7: Lapdance

Bradley knocked lightly on the door to Laura's dressing room, her heart racing just a little as she waited for a response. The small thrill of sneaking into Laura's work space was enough to bring a mischievous smile to her lips, but the anticipation of seeing Laura after such a long day was the real reason behind the flutter in her chest.

"Come in," Laura's voice called from inside, the familiar sound sending a wave of warmth through Bradley's body.

Bradley pushed the door open, her eyes immediately finding Laura sitting in front of her vanity, still half-dressed from her last on-air segment. The sharp blazer she wore hung open, revealing a silk camisole underneath, and her hair was pinned back in a way that made her look effortlessly put-together. It was the kind of look that made Bradley's heart skip a beat, no matter how many times she saw her like this.

Laura's eyes flicked up to meet Bradley's in the mirror, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone playful but with a hint of surprise.

Bradley stepped inside, closing the door behind her before leaning back against it with a smirk. "I wanted to surprise you," she replied, her voice light. "Figured you could use a little break from work."

Laura turned in her chair, raising an eyebrow as she took in the sight of Bradley standing there with that familiar mischievous glint in her eyes. "You're trouble, you know that?" she teased, though there was affection in her tone.

Bradley shrugged, stepping further into the room. "Maybe," she said, her smirk widening. "But I think you like that about me."

Laura chuckled softly, shaking her head. "Well, I'm flattered by the surprise visit, but we're not having sex right now," she said firmly, though there was a playful edge to her voice.

Bradley crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow as she leaned against the edge of Laura's vanity. "Who said anything about sex?" she asked innocently, her lips curling into a smile. "There's plenty of other stuff we can do."

Laura raised an eyebrow, her curiosity clearly piqued as she watched Bradley with an amused expression. "Oh yeah?" she asked, leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs. "Like what?"

Bradley's eyes glinted with mischief as she pushed herself off the vanity, closing the distance between them with slow, deliberate steps. "Like this," she murmured, her voice low as she reached out, gently brushing her fingers under Laura's chin, tilting her head up slightly.

Laura's breath hitched at the sudden closeness, her eyes narrowing slightly as Bradley's hand slid down to her shoulder, her touch featherlight but deliberate. "Bradley," Laura warned, though there was no real conviction behind it. "We're at work."

Bradley's smile widened, her fingers trailing down Laura's arm as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing lightly against Laura's ear. "Then let's not do anything too obvious," she whispered, her voice thick with suggestion.

Laura's breath caught, her body instinctively leaning into Bradley's touch, though she still tried to maintain her composure. "You're impossible," she muttered, though there was a faint smile on her lips.

Bradley grinned, pulling back just enough to meet Laura's gaze. "I know," she teased. "But you love it."

Laura's eyes darkened with a mix of amusement and desire as she watched Bradley, clearly torn between maintaining her professionalism and giving in to the pull she felt between them. "What are you up to?" she asked, her voice soft but filled with intrigue.

Without a word, Bradley stepped back, turning around to find the small speaker Laura kept on her vanity. She scrolled through her phone for a moment before selecting a song, a slow, sultry beat filling the room as she set the phone down and turned back to Laura.

Laura's eyebrow shot up, clearly intrigued by the sudden change in atmosphere. "What are you doing?" she asked again, her voice lower this time, the playful edge still there but mixed with genuine curiosity.

Bradley didn't respond right away. Instead, she took a slow, deliberate step forward, her hips swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music as she closed the distance between them again. Her eyes never left Laura's, and the smile on her lips was both teasing and full of promise.

"I thought you could use a little entertainment," Bradley said softly, her voice taking on a more sultry tone. "Since you're so adamant about not having sex."

Laura's eyes narrowed, her breath catching as Bradley moved even closer, her hands resting lightly on the arms of the chair, effectively trapping Laura where she sat. "Bradley..." Laura started, though her voice was weaker now, the growing desire evident in her tone.

Bradley grinned, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on Laura. "Relax," she whispered, her lips brushing against Laura's ear again. "I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to do."

With that, Bradley straightened up, her hips still swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music as she began to move in time with the beat, her body moving fluidly in front of Laura. She didn't touch her—not yet—but the closeness, the teasing proximity of her body, was enough to make Laura's breath quicken.

"You're unbelievable," Laura muttered, though there was a smile tugging at her lips.

Bradley chuckled softly, her hands trailing up her own body as she moved, her fingers brushing lightly over the curve of her hips, her stomach, and up to her chest. "I know," she replied, her voice low and full of mischief. "But you're still watching."

Laura's eyes flicked over Bradley's body, clearly captivated by the slow, deliberate movements. Bradley's teasing smile didn't waver as she turned around, giving Laura a full view of her back as she swayed her hips in time with the music. Her hands slid down her sides, tracing the curves of her body before she leaned back slightly, pressing her hips toward Laura just enough to make her breath hitch.

"You're killing me," Laura muttered, her voice thick with desire.

Bradley smirked, glancing over her shoulder at Laura. "That's the point," she teased, her eyes glinting with playful intent. She turned back around, her movements still slow and deliberate as she stepped closer to Laura, positioning herself right in front of her chair.

Laura's eyes darkened as Bradley lowered herself onto Laura's lap, straddling her thighs but still keeping just enough distance between them to maintain the teasing tension. Bradley's hands rested lightly on Laura's shoulders, her hips moving slowly in time with the music as she rolled them, her body pressing just enough against Laura to make her shiver.

"Is this okay?" Bradley whispered, her lips brushing against Laura's ear again, her voice low and filled with promise.

Laura swallowed hard, her hands instinctively resting on Bradley's hips, though she didn't move them. "You're really pushing it," Laura murmured, though there was no real resistance in her voice.

Bradley smiled, her hips rolling again, pressing herself against Laura in a slow, teasing rhythm. "I thought you said we weren't having sex," she whispered, her lips brushing against Laura's neck.

"We're not," Laura replied, though her grip on Bradley's hips tightened slightly, her breath coming in shorter gasps as Bradley's body moved against hers.

"Good," Bradley whispered, her voice filled with playful intent. "We don't have to."

Bradley's movements became more deliberate, her body grinding against Laura's lap in time with the music, each roll of her hips drawing a soft gasp from Laura's lips. Bradley's hands slid up Laura's chest, her fingers teasing at the edge of her blazer as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against Laura's neck.

Laura's eyes fluttered shut, her grip on Bradley's hips tightening as she fought to maintain control. "Bradley..." she muttered, her voice low and strained.

Bradley chuckled softly, her lips brushing against Laura's ear. "Just enjoy it," she whispered. "I told you, there's plenty of other things we can do."

Laura's breath hitched as Bradley's hips continued their slow, deliberate movements against her lap, her body moving in perfect rhythm with the sultry music filling the room. Laura's grip on Bradley's hips tightened slightly, her fingers digging into the fabric of Bradley's jeans as she tried to maintain some semblance of control. But it was slipping, and they both knew it.

"You're such a tease," Laura muttered, her voice strained as Bradley's body pressed more firmly against hers, the heat between them intensifying with every slow roll of Bradley's hips.

Bradley grinned, her lips brushing against Laura's neck as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against her skin. "You love it," she whispered, her voice thick with playful intent.

Laura's eyes fluttered shut as Bradley's fingers trailed up her chest, teasingly sliding over the edges of her open blazer. "I'm trying to be professional here," Laura murmured, though there was a slight tremble in her voice as Bradley's hands moved over her body.

Bradley let out a soft laugh, her lips grazing Laura's neck before pulling back just enough to meet her gaze. "I don't think you're trying that hard," she teased, her voice low and full of promise.

Laura's eyes darkened, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she looked up at Bradley, who was still straddling her lap, her body moving in slow, tantalizing waves. The tension between them was palpable, the heat undeniable, and Laura's resolve was quickly crumbling.

"You're impossible," Laura muttered, though the words lacked any real conviction. Her hands slid up Bradley's thighs, gripping them firmly as her body instinctively leaned into the warmth and pressure of Bradley's movements.

Bradley smiled, her hips grinding down against Laura's lap, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through both of them. "But you love that about me," Bradley whispered, her lips hovering just inches from Laura's.

Laura let out a shaky breath, her hands tightening on Bradley's thighs as her control slipped further. "I hate how much I do," she muttered, though there was no mistaking the desire in her voice.

Bradley's smirk widened as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing lightly against Laura's, teasing but not quite kissing her. "Then stop fighting it," she whispered, her voice thick with promise.

Laura's breath caught in her throat, and in that moment, any attempt at resistance disappeared. She pulled Bradley down against her, their lips crashing together in a heated kiss, all the tension and teasing from before finally giving way to the passion that had been building between them.

Bradley's moan was swallowed by Laura's mouth, her hands tangling in Laura's hair as their kiss deepened, growing more urgent with each passing second. Her hips continued to move against Laura's lap, the slow grind sending waves of heat through both of them.

Laura's hands slid up Bradley's back, pulling her closer as their bodies pressed together. The kiss was all-consuming, filled with the intensity and hunger that had been building since the moment Bradley walked through the door.

"See?" Bradley murmured against Laura's lips, her voice breathless. "We didn't have to have sex."

Laura let out a breathless laugh, her fingers digging into Bradley's hips as she rocked her against her lap again, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. "You're not making it easy," she muttered, though there was no real resistance left in her voice.

Bradley grinned, her lips brushing over Laura's neck as she pressed herself closer, her hips grinding down harder against Laura's lap. "Maybe I don't want it to be easy," she whispered, her breath hot against Laura's skin.

Laura's body responded instinctively, her hands sliding up Bradley's sides, her fingers teasing the hem of her shirt. "You're really pushing it," she muttered, though the desire in her voice was undeniable.

Bradley leaned back slightly, her hands trailing down Laura's chest as she looked down at her with a playful smile. "What are you going to do about it?" she teased, her voice low and full of challenge.

Laura's eyes darkened with desire, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she met Bradley's gaze. Without a word, her hands moved up, gripping the bottom of Bradley's shirt and pulling it up and over her head in one swift motion.

Bradley's breath hitched, her heart racing as she sat back, her now bare skin exposed to the cool air of the dressing room. She looked down at Laura, her lips curling into a teasing smile. "So much for not having sex," she murmured, her voice thick with amusement.

Laura smirked, her hands sliding up Bradley's bare sides, her touch firm but deliberate. "You started this," she whispered, her voice low and filled with promise. "Don't blame me if I finish it."

Bradley's body trembled under Laura's touch, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as Laura's hands explored her bare skin. She could feel the heat between them growing, the tension becoming almost unbearable as Laura's fingers trailed up her chest, teasing the edge of her bra.

"I'm not blaming you," Bradley whispered, her voice thick with desire as she leaned down, her lips brushing lightly over Laura's. "I want you to finish it."

Laura's hands slid around to Bradley's back, expertly unclasping her bra and letting it fall away, leaving Bradley completely exposed. Laura's eyes roved over her, dark with desire as her hands trailed up to cup Bradley's breasts, her fingers teasing her sensitive skin.

Bradley moaned softly, her body arching into Laura's touch as her hands tangled in Laura's hair, pulling her closer. "You're so good at this," Bradley whispered, her voice breathless as Laura's fingers continued to explore her body.

Laura's smirk deepened as her hands moved lower, tracing the curve of Bradley's waist before resting on the button of her jeans. "You have no idea," she whispered, her voice filled with promise.

Bradley's heart raced as she felt Laura's fingers undoing the button of her jeans, the anticipation sending a thrill through her. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing over Laura's ear as she whispered, "Then show me."

Laura didn't need any more encouragement. In one swift motion, she pulled Bradley's jeans down, leaving her in nothing but her underwear as she straddled Laura's lap. The heat between them was electric, the tension that had been building for so long finally reaching its peak.

Bradley's breath came in short, shallow bursts, her heart racing as she sat there, completely exposed except for the thin fabric of her underwear. Laura's hands were everywhere, trailing up and down her thighs, teasing her skin with just the lightest touch, driving Bradley wild with anticipation.

"You know," Laura murmured, her voice low and thick with desire as her hands slid over Bradley's hips. "This is a much better lap dance." Her eyes glinted with mischief as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing over the curve of Bradley's neck.

Bradley's breath hitched, her hands gripping Laura's shoulders for support as she pressed herself closer, the heat between them overwhelming. "I don't think this is how most lap dances go," she muttered, her voice shaky but filled with amusement.

Laura chuckled softly, her hands sliding up Bradley's thighs before moving to the waistband of her underwear, her fingers teasing at the fabric. "That's because most lap dances don't end with you bouncing on my fingers," she whispered, her voice thick with promise.

Before Bradley could respond, Laura's hand slipped inside her underwear, her fingers finding Bradley's slick heat with ease. Bradley gasped, her hips instinctively rocking against Laura's hand as two fingers slid inside her, filling her with slow, deliberate strokes.

"Laura..." Bradley moaned, her body trembling as Laura's fingers curled inside her, hitting that perfect spot that made her hips buck against Laura's hand. The teasing, playful tension that had built up between them was giving way to something much more intense, much more urgent.

Laura's smile widened, her other hand sliding up Bradley's back, pulling her closer as she whispered in her ear, "Come on, baby. Bounce for me." Her fingers pressed deeper, urging Bradley to move with her.

Bradley's breath came in ragged gasps as she began to move, her hips rolling against Laura's hand, her body responding instinctively to the slow, steady rhythm Laura had set. She could feel Laura's fingers deep inside her, each movement sending waves of pleasure through her body, making her head spin.

"That's it," Laura whispered, her voice low and filled with approval. "You feel so good like this. So perfect."

Bradley moaned softly, her hands gripping Laura's shoulders tighter as she began to ride Laura's fingers, her hips moving up and down in time with the thrusts. "Oh my God," she gasped, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. "Laura..."

Laura's eyes darkened with desire as she watched Bradley move, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "Does this make you a stripper now?" she teased, her voice filled with playful intent as her fingers curled deeper inside Bradley, making her gasp.

Bradley let out a breathless laugh, her hips still rocking against Laura's hand as she glanced down at her. "I guess it does," she murmured, her voice thick with amusement despite the pleasure coursing through her body.

Laura's smirk deepened, her fingers pressing harder inside Bradley as she whispered, "Then I guess I'll have to tip you afterward, won't I?"

Bradley moaned in response, her body trembling as she rode Laura's fingers harder, her hips bouncing up and down in time with Laura's movements. The teasing, playful banter between them only heightened the intensity of the moment, making the pleasure all the more overwhelming.

"God, you feel so good," Laura murmured, her voice thick with desire as her fingers continued to work inside Bradley, her other hand sliding up Bradley's back, pulling her even closer. "You look so hot like this. Bouncing up and down on my fingers."

Bradley's breath came in short, ragged gasps as she moved faster, her body completely lost in the rhythm Laura had set. The heat between them was unbearable, the pleasure building higher and higher with every thrust of Laura's fingers, every teasing word whispered in her ear.

"Laura..." Bradley gasped, her voice trembling as she felt herself getting closer to the edge. Her hips moved faster, her hands gripping Laura's shoulders even tighter as the pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside her.

Laura's smile widened as she watched Bradley's body responding to her, the sight of Bradley moving so desperately against her fingers only fueling her desire. "That's it, baby," she whispered, her breath hot against Bradley's skin. "I want you to come for me. Right here, on my lap."

Bradley moaned, her body trembling uncontrollably as Laura's fingers pressed deeper, curling just right inside her. She could feel herself teetering on the edge, the pleasure almost too much to handle. "I'm so close," Bradley gasped, her hips rocking faster, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts.

Laura's hand moved faster, her fingers thrusting deeper inside Bradley as she pressed a kiss to her neck. "Come for me," she whispered, her voice low and commanding. "I want to feel you come on my fingers."

That was all Bradley needed. With one last thrust, her body convulsed, a loud moan escaping her lips as her orgasm crashed over her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her muscles clenched around Laura's fingers, her hips bucking as the intensity of the release overwhelmed her.

Laura didn't stop, her fingers moving steadily inside Bradley as she rode out the waves of her orgasm, drawing every last bit of pleasure from her. "That's it," Laura murmured, her voice soothing as her hand slowed, her fingers still deep inside Bradley. "You did so well."

Bradley's breath came in short, shallow gasps as the last shudders of her orgasm subsided, leaving her spent and completely satisfied. She slumped forward, resting her forehead against Laura's shoulder as she tried to catch her breath, her body still trembling from the intensity of the release.

Laura smiled, her hand slipping out from between Bradley's legs as she pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "See?" she whispered, her voice thick with affection. "That was a much better lap dance."

Bradley let out a breathless laugh, her head still resting against Laura's shoulder. "Does this mean I get a tip now?" she asked, her voice teasing but still shaky from the afterglow.

Laura smirked, her fingers still lazily trailing up and down Bradley's back. "You planned this, didn't you?" she murmured, her voice filled with amusement. "The whole lap dance thing was just a setup."

Bradley lifted her head slightly, meeting Laura's gaze with a playful smile. "Maybe," she whispered, her eyes glinting with mischief. "But you didn't exactly stop me."

Laura chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to Bradley's temple. "You're trouble," she said, her voice affectionate.