” “They can afford to give us new laptops, but they won’t pay to fix the door!”Padma had finally made it inside and was complaining on her way...to her desk. Admiring the firm roundness under Padma’s form-tailored business suit, Nasim slowly made his way to her desk.“This came for you today by special messenger,” he smiled, holding out a large envelope. Curious, Padma tore it open immediately.“Wow,” she said, looking up at Nasim. “They actually read my proposal. They want me to give a. ” Lindy said.Lindy departed to a chorus of thank you’s and four sets of legs began to appear around me under the table cloth. I felt the butterflies in my stomach well up as I looked around at each man’s crotch. My pussy was aching more than ever as I thought of what lay behind those business trousers. I knew I had to wait for the right moment though. I could hear the men discussing charts and percentages as Sandy walked up.“Good evening gentlemen. My name’s Sandy and I’ll be your server. Our. "Can't really judge, but I 'm intrigued."She stood up straight, cocked her hip to the right, placed her hands on her hips and smirked at me."Well if you're not interested" Hey now, I said I was intrigued but could not judge"She smiled and slowly began unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a silky smooth white bra with a front clasp. Her tummy was firm and smooth. One would never know seeing her every day in her shapeless ill tailored clothing. But then maybe she's compensating for be a woman in a. Is that why I set boundaries? With my head? Not with my body? And now...oh, hold on...oh...holy fuck! My body is so alive when he touches it. Why can't I resist this touch? His touch. Why is it so easy to let him touch me? To let him do this. Why is it so easy, even when I can't. Friends don't and shouldn't. But damn I want this. Why am I so selfish? Mmmmm...how does he know that is the way I want to be touched right now? How does he know to switch hands and to play with my other nipple. My.