I try to regain composure as i pull my finger out of you and drink my cocktail. As I bring my glass to my mouth I can smell your sweet pussy and put m... glass down and lick you off my finger. I want so badly to see you cum, so I begin teasing your clit, making you gasp and close your eyes, titling your head back. Your nipples are visible through the thin fabric of your little black dress (I told you not to wear a bra), which drives me crazy. My hand brushes across one, stopping to gently pinch. She slid forward in the chair, her skirt sliding upwards as she moved. Her eyes were staring at my dick, which was pulled over to the side, straining against my jeans. “I want to see more. Show me a little bit more. Open your legs and raise your skirt” Still staring at my pants, she pulled her skirt all the way up to her hips and spread her legs open, fully exposing herself. Her pussy was a beautiful sight. Full, swollen lips sticking out from a modest bush, and wet. I could see a wet spot on. She had large dark eyes, a vibrant smile and was quite bubbly, cheerful and a very talkative lady given a chance and being a Mumbai gal she was a free outgoing girl.The first time I saw her for the interview round she was sitting outside and looked just dull and lifeless, but when she was called for the interview she was a totally different person. The most important thing that I had liked apart from her knowledge about the subject was her boldness and determination. It was speaking volumes non. “You mean they aren’t mad about it being a Japanese company?” Cal asked.“Gosh sakes, no!” Millie scoffed. “They hardly even noticed that part. Everyone figures it will be another one of them ‘it almost came true, but not quite’ kinds of things.”“Then what are they mad about?” Cal demanded.“They’re not mad at all,” Millie said. “They just have to start thinkin’ about you as someone different than what you used to be, that’s all. You were one of them until yesterday. Now they have to get used to.