A shock coursed through my body as I realized I'dleft my bag and my laptop in the car. Everything for my review meetingwith my boss was on that. Wit...out it I was screwed, but it was alreadyfar too late for me to head back to the car. "I'll just have to wingit." I thought nervously.Approaching the door to my boss's office, I knocked softly and heard abellowing, "Come in!". Sheepishly, I approached turned the handle andwent in. "You're late." stated my boss with a gruff and vaguely. All she remembered was she was on a very long train going though a tunnel. She blinked at the light coming in her bedroom window, sat up, stretched, and took a deep breath, inhaling the rich aroma coming from the coffee brewing in their automatic coffee maker. She got up, yawned, stumbled towards her bathroom, turned on the light, and shuddered as she saw herself in the mirror. It was the typical morning-Tricia face that always startled her. Blotchy skin and bed-head mocked her. She turned on. I realized that I really didn't know what I was feeling for but I couldn't keep my eyes off of those breasts.Maybe, I thought, just FEELING her chest wasn't enough. I should LOOK there to check for any signs of injury or bruising.Quickly, I undid the pearly buttons of her silken blouse from top to bottom and pulled it open to fully expose her upper stomach and chest to me.I saw no sign of any bruises as I looked her up and down from the waistband of her skirt up to her lacy bra. But my eyes. Was it the ship, as it rolled side to side, the front end dipping down in the water, or was it just the fact that she loved him and he was the best lover she had ever had? It didn't matter, what it was. He was where he should be, deep inside her causing her pussy to groan, 'Fuck me Richard … fuck me hard.' Linda's hands were on his hard butt … the butt she had always dreamed about. She was holding it tight as he flexed, causing his cock to go deeper into her, faster. She was in Richard's.