They seemed to be from out of town and from an affluent family, going by the way they were dressed; the wife had a hot body.I caught the woman looking...at me a few times. She would smile and then start watching the big screen again while rubbing her hands on her husband’s thighs. A few times she said something to her husband, and then he looked over. I’m a good-looking, north Indian guy, with black hair, brown eyes. I’ve been told I’m handsome, and I’m inclined to agree.The match was almost. The idea almost made her smile. "We have dessert to eat, dirty slut. Rub that into your skin. And don't think this is nearly over. Not hardly." She did as she was told and he helped her up and she looked at the spots of saliva and cum on her dress as she tried to straighten her clothes and hair. He unlocked the door and checked that it was clear and let her walk to the table in front of him. She felt eyes on her and she was sure they knew, knew it all. She imagined the other guests all. Linda walked in put her hands on the front of my desk bending over her low-cut top fully opened up and I swear could see all the way to her navel. Damn that woman had huge tits, that went with a perfect body and beautiful face. She asked what did the old man want, I said we got promoted, your salary is doubled, now you can go out and buy more black lace bras. She stood up pulled open her top and said why don’t you like this one? It was a transparent black lace underwire bra and her huge nipples. “Have a nice day.”I gave them a naked curtsy and went on. The woman said something I didn’t catch, but the guy said, very clearly, “I’m sorry. I can’t be offended by that.”Offended? The poor guy had practically devoured me with his eyes. I could still feel them on my bare ass as I leaned into my climb.I didn’t get much farther before I fell to my hands and knees. I thought I was being a brazen exhibitionist, but it was still a shock to get caught. After a few steps, the shakes started coming.