I stood up and unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor. I unbuttoned my blouse I unclasped my bra, throwing them onto my skirt. I sat down agai... on the toilet seat in only my thigh high beige, skin coloured pantyhose. It felt strange being topless in the workplace. I was consumed by the memory of my Singapore hotel Sauna experience. I opened my legs and felt my pussy on top of the hose. I was aroused and I needed to self-pleasure. I ripped the stocking open, pulled my now soaked panties. ” “I should say I’m sorry? You’re the one that got drunk and screwed another man!” “Well, yes – but only because you left me there all alone. If you had shown up like you promised this would have never happened! You do this all the time you know, and this time there was a price to pay for it, that’s all. Maybe you’ve learned a lesson from this.” I lowered my head in faux-contrition, and then kissed her. “You’re right, and I’m sorry; it will never happen again.” This new hard-ass, dominating. She'd decided to go alone, and figured it would be good to make some new friends overseas.She was a fairly short girl; her legs weren't exactly thin, but she wasn't close to being fat, either. Her ass rounded nicely, and her stomach was toned; her breasts were large C cups, and her smooth face was framed by her red hair. She woke up upon landing, the plane touching down in an airport in South Africa. She yawned and got up, collected her things, and went on into the airport to collect her. As my breathing returned tonormal I realized that, while I was completely naked she was still fullydressed. She hadn't had to remove one item of clothing to send mescreaming into orbit - not even her shoes. Meanwhile I felt the residueof her love leaking from my vagina and running down my leg. I finallypulled away and ran into the bathroom, hearing her amused snort behindme.I sat on the toilet for a few minutes, letting my vagina drain as Icomposed myself. Karen had told me I would enjoy.