That is when I take note of the white tube top she is wearing. The top does little to hide the fact she is not wearing a bra and her taught nipples ar... clearly visible through the fabric.I am wearing athletic shorts and a T-shirt, sans jockey shorts as per her request. While we work, Larita slips off a gym shoe and slides a bare foot slowly up my leg to my inner thigh.“Stop Larita, we need to finish this paperwork.”Looking at me, she gives me a frown of disappointment as her foot slides down. She stood quietly with her arms to her side, exposed to our gaze. She was beautiful. The breasts were perfectly formed, firm, not too large, not too small, with erect nipples surrounded by small areolae. Lovely curves on soft white skin. Billy whistled appreciatively. Simone ventured a small smile. She opened her eyes. “You are beautiful” I said, and meant it. I was moved by how brave she was standing there, and yet so vulnerable. I went to her and took her head in my hands and kissed her.. I cried out then I exploded. I could feel warm liquid pulsating between our bodies. I collapsed back onto the sand, nearly passing out as my body trembled and shook. I looked up at him and tried to focus on his face. I ran my hands from his hips to his stomach and up to his chest. He moved slowly in and out of me, trying to hold back his orgasm."Do you want me to pull out?" His voice was urgent and his eyes were begging me.I looked at him and shook my head. "No," I whispered. "Don't pull. She was driving alright and I was enjoying helping her out too. After seeing the Bangalore traffic she stopped and asked me to continue driving. She said let’s go to some mall or something. I started driving and she took out her sunglasses as it was around 3.30 pm and it was quite sunny. She suddenly took out a cigarette pack from her purse and started lighting her cigarette.I was kind of surprised and shocked as I had not expected that she smoked or something. With a surprised look, I asked.