This was repeated with various sizes of bra until the correct size was found. Although my breasts are by no means large, with the right bra I can achi...ve an enticing décolletage, coupled with a revealing top I can show just the right amount of firm flesh. Such a bra was now producing that effect. Next, the top, a white lacy blouse that allowed the bra to display the aforementioned flesh. This too required fingers to brush my breasts. At this stage I was well aware that not only was my friend. This incident happened when I was 27 yrs and had got my first project site posting to an interior site at Asansol. I reported at the site and was put in a 3 bedroom bungalow by my office because it was a part of my perks. I shifted into my bungalow and it took me a few days to settle down and after that I was on normal course. After a few days I felt the need of a maid as it was becoming very difficult for me to clean the house and also attend to office which used to sometimes extend till late. My chair was kind of off in the corner of the room, so we were somewhat behind everyone else.I was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans and Jessica was wearing a cute little flimsy red skirt that came to her knees. When she hopped up on my lap and spun around, the back of her skirt flipped up, so although she was completely covered in the front and the sides, the back of her skirt was flipped up over my waist and the only thing between her ass and my pants was her panties.There were no. "I just wanted to thank you for being so nice to me." she began. I nodded but as I began to turn, she reached down and grabbed my crotch. I was actually stunned for a second, because I'd never been so directly accosted without knowing it was going to happen. As I looked at her, down into her clear brown eyes, I realized I was losing my grip on myself. So to speak. "How old are you, anyway?" I asked, searching frantically for something to say. "I'm 32." she said. "And before you ask, I.