1. DiscreetOfficeServices.Com... Chapters 5--6


    Date: 3/29/2024, Categories: Occupations, Author: campusvamp 

    ... trying to find more stimulation for my clit. When my legs moved, I could tell I was drenched between my thighs.

Fingers left my breast and began to slowly unbutton my blouse. Pulling some of the fabric from the waist of my skirt gave her roving hand room to explore around my back. There was no fumbling as my bra was unhooked. The hand sliding across my bare skin made me shiver as it moved with purpose from my back and around my ribs to my chest.

'Ohh, fuucckk', I thought to myself as my bra cups were pushed up and over my breasts so a gentle hand could cup and fondled my bare skin. At least, I thought I'd whispered only in my mind. The slight smile I felt against my lips made me think I'd breathed my thoughts out loud.

Sandra was completely in control as I relaxed against the back of the couch. I was content to follow. Content to let her set the pace and direction to whatever might come. I was helpless to even stop the deep moans her kisses and the hand playing with my breasts continued to bring from deep within my gut.

A thumb played with my erect nipple as lips left a trail of soft kisses from my mouth to my neck. Lips and hot breath on my neck caused me to shiver and gasp as the hand on my breast caressed me with more force. Squeezing and tweaking my nipples harder... I moaned at the loss when her hand left my breast to take my hand in hers. Her hand guided mine to her small breast and for a time we fondled each other. This was the first breast, other than ...
    ... mine, I'd ever touched. Small, not really even a full handful for my long fingers. They were so very different from mine, but her nipples were large and as hard as mine.

Sandra let our mutual fondling and kissing continue for a little time before pulling away. Standing up, she took my hand and pulled me from the couch. My legs felt weak, my knees like rubber when she pulled me to follow her and whispered,

"Let's go to bed where we'll be more comfortable."

Standing next to the bed, Sandra kicked off her platforms and pulled me to her. Without the added inches from her heels, I felt like a giantess next to her. I could have rested my chin on the top of her head as arms went around me to open the zipper of my skirt. Blouse, skirt and bra fell to the floor at my feet until only the small triangle of my thong was left to cover me.

Sandra turned her back to me. Gathering her hair out of the way she looked over her shoulder in silent invitation and I worked the zipper of her dress down. She hadn't worn a bra. My hands had already told me that on the couch. Probably didn't need to, I thought as my hands skimmed the dress off her shoulders to let it join my clothes on the floor. I wasn't surprised to see she wasn't wearing any panties. I didn't bother with panties half the time I was meeting a client.

I was seven inches taller than Sandra, but she didn't seem intimidated by my height. She was in total control as both her hands began playing with my breasts again. Cupping, ...
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