I had seen her flustered blush as Ms. Roberts marched away. I thought she might actually want my company during the awards. When my co-workers learned...of my fate every time I walked into a room someone would say, ‘Dead man walking.’ Roberta Roberts was in her early forties. She was tall, elegant, and graceful. She had been a model and most of her external beauty was intact. She was beautiful until you had to deal with her. I had researched her background when she became my boss and learned that. She did not utter a peep.She was now standing in front of me naked. I took my time and looked her over. Removing her clothes revealed an amazing site. Pale white skin with some freckles. Her breasts were plump but firm “C” cup with puffy nipples. Her hips were wide for her small frame but definitely made for c***d bearing. Her pussy was a sight. More hair than I have ever seen on a woman. Even with all the hair, it was shaped in a beautiful triangle.I gently placed her on the bed and laid. It all added up to quite a few wanking sessions before i got up the nerve to contact them at first....after a few instant messages and a couple of e mails i got up the nerve to do my first "tribute" to pictures of a woman i didn't know. i had done one as a dare on the pictures of a hot wife of a friend of mine as a dare, but this was a nervous time. playing with myself looking at a very sexy picture of a woman ? yes , i think almost every guy has done that, but this one was going to end up. "I saw him disappear into the bathroom on his heels and would have swornthere was a feminine wiggle to his gait.It was late and a lazy Sunday beckoned. Luke didn't stir till 11.30 orso. He appeared in T-shirt and shorts for breakfast. He talked aboutall the crazy costumes and how Letty and he won the first prize. Inotice he still had the nail varnish on but didn't mention anything. Wehad our cereal at a leisurely pace. I saw him stare at his coloredfingertips."When is Letty coming by?" I.