Theo could only grin in reply, and her fingers followed suit; they pushed Georgie's work uniform lower, over hips and thighs and exposing the woman's underwear. She shivered a little from Georgie's caresses along her clavicle, pressing that part of her body eagerly forward to the other woman's mouth. Theo pulled away from it teasingly after a moment, sitting back on her ass to pull Georgie's worksuit off entirely and leave the other woman sprawled nearly-nude on the couch Theo was sure that, in the story they were playing at, was paid for by her husband.
The idea added a tawdriness to the whole affair, and Theo was eager to throw herself into any idea of that particular word. She slid forward again, this time her mouth tracing a line up Georgie's stomach, kisses and licks and nibbles seeking to evoke any kind of reaction in the other woman. As she did so, Theo freed herself of her own shirt, undoing the buttons of her pants so she could match Georgie stroke for stroke in the birthday suit contest they were suddenly playing.