She had a chalky taste in her mouth and her lips were caked with something that tasted even worse. She decided she was in a hotel room, but didn't re...ember renting one, matter of fact she wasn't sure what her last memory was. Something about a party, a lame band. Work? Everything was fuzzy. When she put her feet on the floor and started to stand she found they wouldn't support her and she had to sit back down. The muscles in her legs ached and she felt like she had been doing cheer squad. She increased her body contact and let him run his hands over her body. Turning and grinding against his cock, she felt his hands wrap around and cup her breasts as she moved. She stood and bent over for him, gazing back at him through her legs as she let him stare at her ass from close range. John's hands were firm and warm as her touched her cheeks before following her G String up her crack with a hooked finger. Amy turned back to face him again before bending down to gather her clothing. My hand glanced across themI could feel the nipple harden another sign of how sensitive they hadbecome.Well it was out now so given that from next week I was unemployed againthen it would let me get to a GP and see what the hell was going on withmy chest. I got up and padded into the bathroom and switched on theshower.I could not face the awkward breakfast that was certain to be the case soafter doing my make-up and dressing in a straight black skirt and asimple white blouse I headed out for a. A few hours later, closer to the end of the night shift, whenever most of the other people working in the dining room left to go home, he came back to me and begrudgingly said "alright lets do this." He had a kind of, I don't want to do this but I need the money kind of attitude about himself at this point. He clarified to me that all he was gonna do was fuck me. He didn't want to do any "faggy shit like kissing or whatever." I agreed with him, as all I really wanted was to be bent over by.