The new push up bra I’m wearing certainly makes the most of my breasts and even if I so myself, the cleavage on display is impressive! Resist that, ...ou bastard! My body might not be quite what it used to be, but I still get many admiring glances from men, and I know for a fact my blow job skills are much improved from my younger days…As I drive to work I reflect on what has been a tough week and Thank God it’s Friday. On Monday I was hauled up in front of HR, who surprise, surprise came down on. Who I was rapidly fallingfor in a hardcore way. She towered over me the way my surrogate sister,Emily, did. Long, lanky, wild hair, coffee-with-cream skin, a smile likea movie theater marquee. Part Vietnamese, part Black, all amazing. Shewas so cool; she'd lived all over the world and had done adventuresomethings that had me dying from a terminal case of mega jealousy.Yeah, it had to be in front of Tamara. I gave Tamara a quick glance, myface quickly warming from my growing anger at Lena, at. I breathe on her bare back and caress her thigh. As she tries to shrink away, I put my whole body against hers so her cute bum fits neatly against my pussy. Oh, this is just wonderful! I kiss her bare back - the skin is so warm and delicious. Now my hand caresses her side discovering the cutaways on her dress. Nice – I can feel her bare skin on her sides. My hand slides into the cutaway. She squirms and again tries to move away. My hand roams around front discovering the edges of her modest. “After you Mrs Jarvis” I said pointing the way up the stairs and got a warm smile as she started to climb the stairs and without the need to hitch up her skirt this time and although she went up rather slowly she did seem to have a spring in her step. I thought her choice of attire today was perfect as I looked up and saw her small, rounded arse cheeks clearly visible with the thin white string wedged nicely between her cheeks leading up to a small whale tail. The gusset however didn’t seem to.