It was beautiful. Now its my turn she said, still a bit out of breath. Go ahead I challenged her. The first touch was breathtaking. I felt her small h...nds on my breasts, and couldnt breath for a second. I felt her rubbing my breasts, my nipples, and I didnt know what to do. She rubbed them slowly, but with increasing speed. Rub, rub, rub&hellip, Thats how it went.. It was great. Then she went further. She had one hand on my breast, and ventured down, like I did to her. Her touch on my vagina. At least we had something to talk about.We introduced ourselves, her name was Shannon, she was taller than me, maybe by four or five inches, pretty, and from what I could tell with her clothes on, a very nice body. She had on a little dark blue dress that really set off her shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. I asked, with a name like Shannon if she was Irish and she said partly, I had to smile and tell her that I was too, quite a coincidence, two Irish woman drinking wine in a bar. She watched the waves roll in and tried to envision a life with Robbie but all she succeeded in doing was inserting the handsome face of Colin Mackenzie there instead. Maverick’s head whipped up and he snorted, prancing a bit. Colin looked out where the creature had caught a scent, seeing nothing. It wasn’t a nervous prance, it was one much like he did around others of his kind. Reaching up to rub Maverick’s neck to soothe him for a moment, Colin grasped the horse’s mane and mounted up again.. Vicki was fairly plain, not too pretty; a typical female engineer. I was not drawn to her, for she was definitely not my type. Her short hair was dirty blond, her breasts were 36a, and her hips were slightly hefty. My girlfriend Amy, however, had long brunette hair, a 40d-26-36 figure, and loved sex. There just wasn't much reason for me to be interested in Vicki.Our company has about 10,000 employees, and our department over 200 people amassed in a large office area, so Vicki and I did not have.