They spent a rushed few minutes discussing various things and parted promising to find a time to get together. The following morning he awoke to find ... note in his inbox, “Where are you when I need you….”This caused him to pause. What did this mean? Had she needed help, had she needed a “different” kind of help? He thought he recalled she was home alone that night and checking the time stamp he saw that it was very late when she sent it. He made a guess as to what she meant. He responded, “Just. Glad we can finally work together face-to-face,’ she smiled at me with that mischievous grin I always found so appealing. I grinned back. ‘Seems to me we once did have some ‘face time’ and it was rather enjoyable…’ as I remembered her sighs and moans of pleasure as I pumped away between her thighs while another very pretty girl made love to her breasts. ‘Ah, yes. It was a pleasant fantasy but I was working then. Enjoyable work but still…and now we both need to be professional in our. Trying to catch my breath. During all this I was so caught up in what he was doing to me I did not notice him strip off his cloths.. Standing BEFORE ME is a GOD of a BODY.. OMG... Medium Carmel Skin.. No Hair on his entire body.. Looks like he just stepped out of a Magazine ... OMG.. What a Body... I am looking at him as he steps back Smiling at me. I look down at his Dick He is one of those Medium Skin toned Mexican Men.. But with a Very Dark Black Dick and Balls.. OMG is all I can say.. As I. I found a cute pair of boyshort panties and a T shirt that barely covered my ass. I put them on and reached for my jeans. I looked in the mirror. I looked hot. My naughty side took control. Fuck the jeans, I thought. I left them in the closet and went to join the others in just a T and panties. I saw Conner's eyes light up as I entered the room. Cindy and the guys all told me I looked great. I was coy."It's just a T shirt," I said. "But you fill it so well," said Cindy. I thanked her. Now that.