Elle brought her hands to her chest, feeling her heart pounding rapidly beneath her fingers.
She hadn't even considered denying Don's request—there wasn't a chance she would—but the confidence to pose herself like Trixie just wasn't there. Her mind was a mess as she muttered, "O-Okay…" before slowly stepping out from behind the desk.
She hesitated for just a second, then leaned over the side of the desk, positioning herself awkwardly beside Trixie. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly shut, and she couldn't bring herself to look at Don. "L-Like this?" she stammered.
Don approached, moving to stand directly behind them both. He reached out with a hand to each of their behinds, gliding his palms over them in a slow, teasing motion. He could feel the immediate reactions—Trixie bit her lip, clearly enjoying the attention, while Elle stiffened like a board, her entire body shaking slightly under his touch.
