Whatever is the coldest."The waitress walked away and Tasha laughed."She called you sir. In all the years I've come in here I've never heard her use t...at word before." She thinks that I must be special or you wouldn't be with me." Are you special White Boy?" Hell no. I'm just one lucky assed white boy who happened to be in the right place at the right time." I'm going to flaunt you White Boy. Almost every man in here tonight has tried to get into my panties and almost all of them never made it.. I sidled up to her, extremely turned on, and started caressing her body, the dress feeling almost like skin it was so tight on her, her nipples beginning to push visibly through the fabric.She arched her back a little and smiled, which I took as a come on, and so I eagerly reached my hand up her very short skirt and was very surprised to find nothing there.That is, I guess I was expecting to touch cotton, but my finger slid across soft, wet pussy lips, and before my hand had even gotten to her. I actually made sure that I had enough money to cover the total projected expenses including all the renovations as well.The closing went off as planned. It was unusual, when you got two men and a woman, all in business suits together and there were no surprises. That day the planets aligned or something because there weren’t any hiccups. I went in at 1PM and at 2PM I was drinking coffee at the waffle house with Tom Jones the builder.“So what do you want to do first?” he asked me.I want to. It is my first time here to write down my experience. So I am an average looking boy doing my job. This story is about sex with one of my office colleagues.Coming to the story. I and my colleague were good friends. There was one thing that attracted me towards her was her boobs. She used to compress them very tightly in her bra. I always had a dream of fucking her and pressing and sucking those big boobs.Then one day my dream came true. Let me describe her. She was a typical brown Indian 5.6 in.