My second meeting was an hour before lunch. I had discarded any attempts at modesty, which had caused a stir around the company that morning. I was de...ent of course but dressed in a way that turned heads. I ditched the business suit for a short pink skirt and jacket. I had a bum that wiggled when I walked and my skirt just emphasized that particular feature. My blouse was white with a lacy yoke that revealed just enough of my cleavage to be tantalizing yet remaining on the right side of. He watched with interest as the young woman flipped over and layover a couple of cushions. The cushions raised her perky little pink rear into the air; inflamed pussy lips pouting between her inner thighs stared at him. This was a scenario he knew something about. His distended cock twitched and slapped the underside of his belly and a few droplets of pre-come leaked from him, forming dew drops on the pointed tip of his penis.The mistress released her hold on his collar and pointed him in the. This is the best fuck of my life.Me: Actually when did you wake up?Akka: When you started pressing my boobs.(I was shocked to hear that).Me: Why didn’t you stop me, then?Sarita: I know you were attracted to me but never gave a thought of you seriously. But from the day I saw your dick, I was attracted to you. My husband’s dick is small and he never completely satisfied me. So that’s why I was flirting with you today and I purposely didn’t wear any inners.(I was surprised and happy to hear all. I whimper and scoot closer. Your eyes have me drowning in them as you stare back into mind. Your body disappears and all I know is your breathe, your soul looking out at me. Offering myself through my eyes, my lips move to offer you a taste but you touch them gently and only run a finger across them.I feel your aura as it mingles with mine, your breathe joining mine and all I can think is ...'finally'.I feel your hardened manhood dance across my thigh and realize I can smell my sex drifting.