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Investments control

... garment and began to flutter it to create a slight breeze. It was a wonderful sight to behold. The lingerie she was wearing was indeed a lovely sheer little thing, black with delicate lace edges that offered zero support, not that she needed it, and revealed more than it obscured. I'd guessed right about her breasts, 34c's firm, full and in my opinion just the right size. Her dark nipples sat proudly on the fleshy globes and they were beginning to harden. I didn't know if that was due to me looking and to be honest, I didn’t care. Even more exciting for me was that I could see rivulets of sweat run down her cleavage. 'God, I would love to lick that up.' I mused silently, having found out earlier that she had superhuman hearing. She followed my gaze. She looked at her chest for what seemed eternity before snapping it back up and fixing me with a stare. Her eyes glinted dangerously. "Are you looking at my tits?" She demanded sounding miffed. Yeah right! As if she didn't know. "No," I said indignantly. I looked down at my phone and pretended to read an e-mail. It's one thing to take a peek, quite another to get caught doing it. I could feel her staring at me and began to feel really uncomfortable. Still pretending to be busy with my mobile, I ignored her but out of the corner of my eye I saw her look down at her own chest again. "They're all natural, you know," she said proudly and placed her hands where I wanted mine to be, lifted them up and let them fall. "Hmmm, what are?" ...

... I feigned disinterest. "My tits! Don't try and play me you horny little toad, I saw you looking at them. My tits are all natural, not a single drop of silicone in sight." "Well they're not bad," I said casually, inadvertently betraying myself. "Ah ha," she said triumphantly, "I knew you were looking." Her eyes shone like beacons and her mouth formed a knowing smirk. Busted! I raised my hands in surrender and smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry, but lets face it, when you undid your blouse, you must of known that I'd look." She blinked and smiled impishly before nodding. "Of course, I did, you idiot." "Well why did you give me a hard time then?" I demanded indignantly. "Because you started it." I must of looked confused. "Oh don't tell me you took your t-shirt off simply because it's hot in here." I tried giving her my best innocent look, but she saw through my act. "And it didn’t occur to you that I might like what I saw." My brain screamed 'Of course I did,' but my mouth stayed shut. Smirking innocently I shook my head and hoped she hadn't noticed the bulge in my jeans. "You're a real shit," she said convivially and stared at me like she was sizing me up. "Mind you, it is bloody warm in here," she said waving a hand in front of her face. I watched her with interest but it seemed my provocation hadn't worked because she picked up her handbag and started ransacking through the contents again. Ungraciously accepting my defeat I did actually start checking my emails and was halfway ...