My attempt to remain confident and calm only partially succeeded, as I asked her “What’s up Jessica” to my horror, my voice cracked. She came cl...ser to me and pressed her hips against my chest, she also strummed my ear with one finger while slowly stroking my hair. Alex showed ultimate signs of jealousy, yet he surprisingly remained calm as this goddess cooed over the softness of my hair. Alex did the most sensible thing and stated “I have to go, cya guys later” and promptly walked away.. She looked back I was staring. I got lost in those milky jugs of hers. I wanted to feel how soft they are. I wanted to feel those hard tits over those soft mountains. I wanted to suck them. She looked at me one more time. I got back to my senses and came back to my routine exercises. She moved to trade mill then. I wanted her. Yes I wanted to give myself a chance. I should at least talk to her. I jumped onto trade mill next to her. I can never forget that bouncing ass from behind. that ass.. I got up and went to the kitchen to grab a bottled water from the fridge. The guys followed and snatched some more beers. They were drinking like crazy, but I knew they did it all the time and could handle it. I was still feeling pretty good, enjoying a pretty nice buzz. We were all laughing and having a great time as it approached 3am in the morning. I was surprised that none of the guys planted themselves on the living room sofa in front of the tv. That was the usual habit to unwind after a. "Obviously," she stated, "those clothes don't go with your new look.Take them off."I whispered, "Yes, Mistress," putting a bit of hiss on the final soundof each word.Remembering to move in those same flowing motions, showing no signs ofmasculine body language, I got out of the vest, panties and stockings,making a mental note to retrieve my heels later. Claire examined me,enjoying the sight of my nude, silky skin, untouched by a single sign ofmanly body hair. I stood with my thighs touching.