After giving us all a drink and a peck on the cheek, she showed me her nails, long and bright red to match her lipstick. "Do you like them?" she asked...me."Gorgeous" i repliedShe wispered in my ear "they'll look better wrapped around a nice hard cock". She walked out, but 10 minutes later the living room door was opened again, and stood in the doorway was Zara, she was wearing very high black heals with wedged toes, Black stockings and a little "french maids" outfit. She had a tray in her hand. She pinged me in the Lync and informed that “I am coming to your desk”, for which I immediately replied with “Thumbs Up” symbol. She came to my desk, sat beside right side to me and started discussing the documentation work.It all went fine for some time; meanwhile, she dragged her chair closer to me. While discussing, she used to lean front for which her silky and milky left boob was crushing in between her body and my right shoulder. I am feeling the warmness in her boob as she was wontedly. Now that that’s out of the way, I won’t waste any more of your time, if you have any questions our technicians are more than capable of answering them or you can call for me and I’ll be right out, enjoy yourselves ladies!”She walked to the back and right away everyone picked up the book and went through it looking for what they wanted. I picked out the French tip manicure and pedicure with a glossy finish and a white stencil spade design on my hands and feet. It looked so pretty in my head I. He seemed to be used to taking care of hair. His touch was soft; there was nothing that reminded me of the slap he had given me. All was soft and warm. When he was done, Blondie had me stand up and take the towel off. I was naked before them, again, and all the warmth left me. I wanted to hide. He got a tube of lotion and started to put it on my skin, from my back down to my feet. It was a real treat, almost like a massage. The lotion was nice and rich, and I could feel how it penetrated into.