I walked up and through the doors and headed for the reception desk,seated behind the desk was a very attractive young woman looking at her Inoticed t...at she was wearing a tight white high-necked but short-sleevedsweater which covered a very impressive pair of breasts, a short blackskirt, I could see her right knee peaking out from under the desk. Shefinally put the phone down and turned to me, "I sorry for the delay howmay I help you?" I'm here for an interview," I said and handed over my. «Он пришел… Почему я волнуюсь как девочка?» - Здравствуйте, я Максим, - на пороге стоял высокий плечистый блондин. Одет он был в светлые брюки и майку, так отчетливо украшая его накачанное спортивное тело. Женщина вздохнула, втягивая воздух незнакомца, и улыбнулась, приглашая жестом зайти в ее квартиру. С тех пор, как ее муж умер, порог ее дома не переступали мужчины. За всю жизнь с мужем детей им родить так и не удалось. Но она любила супруга и после его кончины не могла смотреть на других. When you usually think of a doctor they are nerdy or old. Not in this case. Dr. Marc Thompson was probably in his mid to late forties. He did not look like it though. He was extremely active and had a ripped muscular toned body guys in their early twenties would envy. His thick black hair had slight curls and stopped just above his shoulders. He was tall and stood easily over 6 feet. Erin liked that he was clean shaven and had the whitest teeth you had ever seen. He also smelled good and wore. “It has never! Ever! Felt this good.” He looked at her without acknowledgement. “Do you believe me?” she asked. He swallowed and slowly nodded. “Good,” she affirmed, taking control again, holding his hands to her breasts. “Because we are going to make this amazing.” He stroked her nipples in agreement, watching with fascination as they pricked back up under his touch. Vicky sighed her delight, keeping his focus on the pleasure he was giving her with his hands while she took a firmer hold of his.