No women were riding with us, so I was assured of a pleasant ride. With no women, we could smoke cigars and chew tobacco, cuss and fart to our heart's...content. We might even play some poker if we were so inclined.I settled in next to the window on the driver's side and figured that I had a reasonably soft and comfortable seat for this leg of my journey. I had taken off my spurs so that I could prop my feet up on the opposite seat. There was only one other passenger, and he looked reasonable, so. "Is there a problem?" Spencer said concerned."No, no," I hastily said. "No problem. I just wanted to know who was who."It was a lie, but they didn't need to know about my Sarah."Shall we begin?" I said to Sandra. She was probably about 30 in Earth years."Yes," she said with a sparkle in her eyesSpencer left and closed the door as I undid the tie to Sandra's top. I leaned down to her exposed breasts and took her right one in my mouth."Mmmm," she moaned.I heard the girls move so I turned my head. As I sat there, drinking her in, I realized the difficulty I was having in keeping my mind on the conversation. ‘Well, yeah,’ I said. ‘They’ve got leadership experience…and vets are good role models.’ ‘Lemme see your job descriptions,’ she said, exasperatedly, and got up to walk behind my desk to stand next to me. Her left hip touched my upper arm and I pushed the stack of paper toward her. Her hand touched mine and static electricity from her movement on the carpet caused a palpable spark.. I hesitated because of the nice view, but Yvan said loud' come-on man: do something with her tits!' So, I put the knife under her bra and removed it. She was crying a begging like hell, but her tits were so incredibly beautiful. Perfect shape, standing up with nice nipples: so sexy. I heard Yvan again ‘do something instead of looking'! His command was clear. I Grip her tits and started to squeeze them as hard as I could. I begun to move my hands so her whole body moved with it. She held her.