This is where everything got changed.She was all sweaty and told she need to freshen up. As she was sweating her top was wet and I could see her boobs...right through as she was not wearing anything( small boobs, but hot). She again caught me staring at her. She did not say anything. She started removing her top in front of me. I was surprised and asked her what she was doing. She with a innocent look told this and the conversation goes :-Me:- what are you doing?Her:- I am all wet and I wanna. .. I'd be lying if I said no. That's for sure." Good," she replied. "Then you can drive me down the road to the only café in town that's open, and buy me breakfast. I assume that's what you came down here for?"With a smile, Chris said, "Let's go, I'm starving. By the way, what's your name." Teresa ... and yours?" Chris ... pleasure to meet you Teresa." Maybe ... we'll see," she replied still smiling.As they entered the small café, Chris noticed a waitress with a cute smile. She was chatting. You kissed me back, this time with a little more exploring of my mouth, your tongue finding its way, I took your tongue in my mouth, as deep as it would go. I kissed you, my tongue deep inside of you, you were making tiny moaning noises, you have crossed the threshold of resistance, you could not wait much longer. My hands were now moving down to your shoulders and I traced a playful and evocative line towards your breasts. Touching them, squeezing them, pulling on them, gently and then with a. Thankfully I wasn't asked to give commentary on any of the topics discussed, as my mind was obviously elsewhere. When the meeting began to exceed our allotted time for the conference room, we thankfully were dismissed, but the Director of Digital Operations asked us to be available for an afternoon discussion if we had any issues with our assignments for the day.I had hoped to be able to cut out of the building after the morning meeting, but I realized I would have to wait until that night to.