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A model seduction

... husband. Sarah whispered into my ear, "They do look good, don't they, and even better without their clothes on." She let out a seductive laugh. "I need a drink, my dear. I will see you later, and if you are up to it, I know a spot where we can have some fun on the drive back," Sarah said, giving my ass a firm squeeze before departing toward the bar.

I spotted Tom talking with a beautiful woman in her early 40's in a red silk dress. The dress barely covered her breasts which were a little bigger than mine. There was a slit in the side of the dress revealing one of her legs in black stockings. I wanted to see more and the treasure that was between them. Victoria's short blonde hair was in a style that I thought was cute. I walked over to Tom and calmly tried to hide that I had the hots for his boss. He hugged me and told me that I looked beautiful. He introduced me to his boss Victoria who was even more attractive up close.

We mainly talked about the fashion business for a few minutes, and I noticed that she kept glancing down at my breasts. Tom was too lost in their conversation to even notice his boss was checking me out. When he saw one of his co-workers whom he needed to speak with excused himself from our company. We stood there in a moment of silence before she asked me, "How about a drink?"

I gave her a sultry glance and replied, "Sure, I can use one."

She led me toward the bar with her hand pressing against my lower back. Before we reached the bar, I felt ...

... her hand ease over my ass as we walked. She didn't squeeze it, just let it rest there as if she was testing my reaction to it. The bartender was a cute girl with jet-black hair in a ponytail, and while I was thinking about what I like to do with her. Victoria ordered, "Two Dom Pérignon, please!"

"Nice dress! Where ever did you get it?" Victoria asked while staring at the portion of my chest that wasn't covered by my dress.

The woman's eyes seemed almost wolf-like as she stared at my breasts with the desire to devour them. She placed her thumb and index finger between the fabric covering my breasts, with the middle finger slightly sticking out. When she guided her hand down, studying the material, I could feel one of her fingers as it ran down my cleavage. A rush of excitement ran down my spine that made me forget to answer her question. It made me wonder if did she that on purpose. Was she trying to seduce me, and if so, it was working? The bartender returned with our drinks, and I took a sip without taking my eyes off her.

We made small talk for a few minutes, but she never stopped touching me the whole time. She lightly caressed my ear and neck while talking about how much she liked my earrings. Victoria mostly touched my arm as we talked with soft caresses. When she started talking about Tom's promotion, her hand went to my thigh.

"Tom is doing a great job here and is up for a promotion, but so is John Miller," Victoria said as she got closer to her, and I could ...