It was at a colleague’s place. Then I went to my hotel in the morning of Saturday. I had called up Shweta and told her to reach the hotel.After some...time, I reached my hotel room, got into a towel and was about to go for a shower and the doorbell rang. I expected her to be there and opened the door. There she was, in a perfect figure of 34-30-36 (I like healthy women) in a black top and cream coloured trousers. She was surprised to see me in a towel and was like “Ooo la la”.We hugged and the. Her ass was not large, but was entirely too well rounded and heart-shaped not to command respect. She wore a cream colored dress that fell only half-way down her thighs. Two triangles, the same exact shade of brown as her hair, covered her full breasts. Her shapely legs were bare, and her brown heels matched her dress and hair perfectly. Holly and Melanie looked more or less as my aunts had described. The former was a tiny little thing. A bit short of five feet tall, and thinner than any of the. But here I was, about to blow my load on four displayed tits. It was a crazy situation, but one that was very enjoyable.I worked at an office with many women. I was one of three guys in the whole place. The other two were middle-aged men that went home at five every day. Being the single young guy around focused much attention on me. Attention that I wasn't used to before working here. At 23, I was younger than most of the people who worked here. The exceptions were few temps that worked part. " She shrugged as she looked at him questioningly.Mr. Groves' grin widened, "you know Debbie, I've always had a bit of a fantasy, and tonight you could fulfil it for me."She gave him a wary kind of look, "what exactly is your fantasy?" she asked cautiously."Oh I just liked the idea of watching you undress and watching while you stepped into the shower, and watching while you soaped yourself all over." His voice was getting a little higher indicating his growing excitement.Debbie didn't reply.