The carpets were deep and soft, Odean quality pile, so people could walk barefoot, in order to entice them to de-robe as soon as possible. Of course,...you had to undergo an invasive medical test to be even allowed here. All the staff, even the cleaners. Everyone was checked for every sexually transmitted disease they could think of. After all, there was not one part of you which would not be probed here. So people were free to exchange bodily fluids as much as possible. But everything was wiped. Brian had his hand on her breast and I could see him squeezing and rubbing. I guess I let out a little gasp, because Michelle asked what was wrong. Without saying a word, I nodded toward the other back seat. “Wow!” was all she said. We watched for several minutes trying to see without being seen. It was obvious that both of them were enjoying their activity. All at once, Michelle jerked back and pushed Brian’s hand away from her breast. At the same time I saw her glance toward us and a. Her lips found mine once again. This time much firmer, but still silky soft. She kissed and our tongues danced to their own beat.Her hands found my breasts and softly squeezed then her hand slid up under my sweatshirt taking my breasts out of my bra.Her fingers worked my nipples to attention. Softer than any man had ever touched. She made me crave her touch more and more with every passing second. Her kiss found its way to my neck then back to my mouth again.I wanted her so much.She stopped,. I watch her as she walks over to me. "Enjoyed the show?" she asks, grabbing onto my tie lightly and giggling. I sit speechless. She lets go of my tie and pouts at me then walks out of my room. I'm left with a raging hard-on and anger.After I get home, the event still continues to replay throughout my mind over and over. Does she know what she was doing all year? Was this all on purpose? God, that slut! I throw my papers, causing them to scatter all over the hardwood floor. However, although.