Once again staring at me, she begins to remove her bra, setting her tits free. She then slips her panties off, leaving her completely naked.I stare at...her naked body, knowing she wants me to…that she needs to be admired. “what are you doing this, roopa)?” i ask, my cock growing harder by the minute. “to prove to myself that i can seduce anyone. Don’t get the wrong impression, bro…this is the last time this is happening. So enjoy while it lasts.”She is still standing in front of me, her hands. "Please call me Kiyoke," she said as she sat down in one of the hotelroom's leather armchairs."Very well, Kiyoke," he replied as he sat down across from her."I need someone of your experience," she stated. "My current securityis inadequate." What is the nature of your business?" he asked.Kiyoke cocked her head. "How did you know it's not for personalsecurity?" First, you came here alone...so you obviously aren't worried aboutyour own security. Second, your husband's company has an. Shockingly, Jimmy was now sitting on the couch, fully naked, with his right hand playing with his semi-hard dick. I was caught off-guard, amazed by his audacity. “This is why you came over, right?” Jimmy said in a manner that came across more matter-of-fact than question. But he was right. I had two other friends who lived downtown. I could have crashed there. Yet here I was. “Well...” he shot, interrupting my thoughts. I found myself walking over and kneeling before him. Most of me. Only then, she was the prim and proper Mrs. Blair, who expertly gave her quarterly sales report to the management and sales teams. In that world, she was a marketing whiz whose skilled acumen commanded respect and admiration. She exuded knowledge and bold confidence. Not only was she intelligent, she was a stunningly beautiful seasoned professional who dressed to impress and carried herself with great poise and dignity. No wonder I was drawn to her I chuckled.As I sat quietly in the dank hotel.