He timidly peered inside, terrified that he may have somehow gotten the room number wrong. The lights were on, but nobody was home. He stepped inside,...gently closing the door behind him. He thought he could hear the sound of a shower coming from a door at the rear of the room. Cautiously, he proceeded. As he ventured forth, he spotted the distinctive light blue dress Marcy had been wearing on a bench, folded neatly beside a suitcase. This was definitely the right room. Near the dress was also a. Some women just politely let you know that it wasn't their thing and that was fine. Others took personal offense at being thought of as gay or bi and could cause problems. Especially if you were on the bottom of the corporate chain. Better safe than sorry, Roxanne had decided.Since Kathy had a perfect right to be using the copiers, whatever the hour, Roxanne went back to her studies. After all, it wasn't likely the senior account executive was going to be xeroxing inappropriate parts of her. I forgot how much of a size queen I can be. He starts touching my huge breasts and making me feel all hot and horny so my hand slowly makes its way down to his cock rubbing it up and down brushing my fingers along his balls. He then starts to lick my breasts and lowers one hand down to my pussy rubbing it and making me extremely wet and wanting him but he tells me to “WAIT” turning me on so much knowing that he’s in charge and the boss and I have to do as I’m told. He then tells me to “get on. I soon found that I had to sit in order to go to the toilet.I felt my face and arms. They were so smooth and free of hair. My chest was bare and smooth too and I looked at my nipples for any tell tale signs that might suggest that I was growing breasts. My nipples felt sensitive and I could just feel the skin around becoming tighter. Looking at myself from the side I imagined that I was beginning to develop a bust.I had been in my room a few minutes when Ann and Eric came in. She told me to.