The bags slipped from my grasp as his hand found my breast. He teased one nipple, then the other. I arched my body to meet his, right when he pulls ba...k. My eyes opened to see him smiling and laughing down at me. I guess the lust was plain on my face. I laughed and showed him where he’d be staying. After he was settled in, I started to get ready for bed, changed into my pajamas and brushed my teeth. I headed to my bedroom to find all the lights. I stepped in and reached for the light only to. Making my way to the entrance of the bar I was soon to occupy, I ran one hand through my wind-blown, raven hair and adjusted my corset simultaneously. My skin-tight black denim needed no correcting. I knew that I would appeal to nearly everyone in the building with my long, ebony hair, creamy skin, mile-long legs, shapely figure and larger breasts, barely contained by my top. However, only one person would appeal to me tonight. I just had to find her. Entering the establishment, I flashed a sly. I work in marketing."Her handshake was firm and she told me that her name was Shelly Byrns."Welcome to the zoo Shelly. Hope you stick around."She gave me an odd look and then turned to answer a ringing telephone and I managed to get a look at her left hand - no rings. Of course a girl like her would have guys standing in line to ask her out, but a guy can dream, can't he?I worked late that night and she was gone when I went home, but I did get the dazzling smile again when I came in the next. Still firm, nice and round, not too saggy. What if I could never wear a bra again? Would I get old womans tits? I sighed. Alright, I thought, no bra for now. I put on a nice, wide sweater that was bulky enough not to show whether I was wearing something underneath or not. And pants then. I really like trackpants, but wearing them without panties felt… so wrong. I spent maybe fifteen minutes, naked from the waist down, holding my track pants in one hand, my panties in another, trying to decide..