“That’s just the way I want you to feel. Now show me these reports again.” Bre leaned back over his desk and began once again to explain the pap...rs to him. And once again she felt his hand on the inside of her thigh. This time, without much hesitation, his finger reached her sex and slipped inside her wet pussy. “That feels good, right?” he asked her. “You’re a prick,” she said as she closed her eyes. “It feels wonderful, and you are enjoying making me act like nothing is happening.” “That is. I was about to return back inside when I caught sight of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen before walk down the road below."Morning," I said to her, cheerfully.The woman stopped and gazed up with her right hand shielding her eyes from the sun. She was tall with long, luscious black curly hair down to her waist, and a beautiful womanly body covered over by a yellow sundress. The corners of her plump lips in red lipstick turned up into a smile. "Morning," she replied. "Bit of a scorcher. Bent over as you are, you can feel the lacy material pulling softly but insistently between your legs, stretching taut against your ass and rubbing with a delicious tingle against the lips of your pussy. My hand, softly caressing the pert globes of your bum, pulls the downy cheeks further apart, and your thong cuts even more deeply in. You drift into a dreamy reverie, relishing the sensation of being so vulnerable and so wantonly exposed, but at the same time feeling completely safe in giving. She finally makes her selection and exits the closet, placing her drink on the nightstand. He hides on the other side of the bed, heart pounding, as she enters the bathroom. Dante walks over to the nightstand, and he finishes her drink for some liquid courage. As he is setting the glass down, he hears her heels click on the tile as she turns to exit the bathroom. He leaps over the bed, back into his hiding spot, nearly caught. Having placed the creme silk nightgown in the bathroom, Veronica.