No one will recognise you.You have a wine in your room to work up the courage.Suddenly you are mincing out of the elevator into a crowded hotel lobby....he friction of your sheer white stockings brushing against eact other is and enormous rush, as they shimmer under the bright lights if the hotel lobby.You feel your heels are clicking a hundred times louder than they actually are.You feel that everyone is staring at you.They probably are. Wasn’t that the point?You walk into the bar and sit. I grinned, moving against her then, I pressed into her. Chris brought her hands up against his chest, pushing feebly at me as her lower lip began to tremble. I gripped the back of her head in one hand and mashed my lips against hers. My other hand slid down her back and cupped her full round ass, my fingers knead- ing it through the thin shorts. She struggled weakly, moaning and whimpering as my tongue pushed into her mouth. My heavily muscled white body pressed her into the wall as I darted. "Open up," he demanded, his eyes burning into me. Oh god, how I needed him to satisfy me. Please. I knelt there, my mouth open, staring up at him like a puppy, not knowing what to expect. ...Puh! Before I knew it, I was taken back by him spitting directly into my mouth, his grip tightened around my neck. I gulped, and I took it like the true whore he had trained me to be, accepting it willingly, swallowing his saliva. "Good girl, Myra. You like swallowing your boss's spit, don't you?" He. I reacted very quickly and said I’m sorry..I’m sorry and turned the other side and pretended thatI was not aware of her changing cloths. She quickly ran into the bathroom and locked it. I missed the chance to see her boobs. I didn’t know what to do and I went back again to the computer and sat on the chair.She came after a while dressed in a tshirt and jean and asked me when did I come. I said “I just came about 10 mins back and you were taking bath, so I was working on the computer..”.And I.