Lena groaned into his mouth as their teeth clicked and their tongues met. One of those rough hands made its way under the blonde's top, tracing soft c...rves and settling on her breast. She felt her nipples stiffen as his fingers ran over the lacy fabric of her bra. His thumb brushed over one of the hardened peaks, and Lena moaned at the rush of heat that went right to her pussy. She reached down to the redhead's belt and yanked him forward, right up against her. She could feel his rapidly. In actual fact, he wanted to market a new range of ladies clothes - everything from casual wear to smart suits, but also evening dresses and even sophisticated swimwear and lingerie. And they, the women he had gathered here and described as ‘the best looking women in his organization’ were going to be the models who wore these items in his catalogues. It also seemed that the more revealing the outfit, the more they would be paid to model it. Some of the women were indignant at this – Sue. As his tongue slipped between my lips that were already parted in a sigh of passion I could feel his cock, hard, thrusting against my thigh and a flood of juices seeping into my panties. In the conference, fifteen years later, the memory had much the same effect. In Greece, my flimsy summer top was discarded on the floor. His strong fingers forced back the lace of my bra exposing my full breasts, causing the stiff, swollen nipples to spring up to his waiting mouth. His lips were closing. " I listed."Comedy sounds fine," she said.I popped a comedy move in and she walked into my kitchen."Got any wine?" she asked."There's a single bottle on the top shelf of the cupboard. Just a small glass each, it's my only wine," I said.She poured us each a small glass of wine in a regular cup because I had no wine glasses. We sipped our wine until the movie ended."Wanna watch another?" I suggested."Sure. Have any of a more...adult genre?" she winked."What?" I asked."You know...porn." No, no.