"Thank you so much." "No problem at all, it was my honor," he said wiping the tears from my eyes. "I truly wish you the best of luck." That weekend I ...ecided that I would go to my workplace. Sporting knee-high boots, a short skirt, and a low v cut blouse. I asked to see Todd, my manager. "Jesse," he said as he approached. "Nice to..." "Can we talk in your office?" I asked as I saw that my chest had his full attention. "Yes, yes, right this way," he said as I walked past him. I walked with a. ‘I didn’t even blush.’ ‘And you blush so easily. Was it a bad kiss?’ she inquired. ‘No, I don’t think so. And I do not blush easily!’ Virginia stated. ‘I know how to make you blush,’ her friend teased. ‘Just think about Drake Stratford holding you in his strong arms at the door to the café the other day,’ she said dreamily. Much to her chagrin, a blush did creep up into her cheeks. ‘It’s a blush of embarrassment, that I was caught in such a compromising position. And a blush of indignation that. I couldn't help myself. Despite my best intentions, I saw her laying there, with half of her nakedness on display, and I had to pause and drink in the beauty of her. Her breasts and belly were lightly tanned with a hint of pink; her full breasts had fallen to her sides, her nipples were stiff and long and her skin looked deliciously clean and soft.I snapped out of my reverie when her breasts shook, as she patted the bed beside her."Please," she quietly asked.I nodded. Fervently wishing that. A double margarita is an admirable attempt at escape, but I think I can put a smile on your face a little faster." I couldn't help but laugh at his audacity, but something about him had me disarmed almost immediately. I studied his features. He had the kind of eyes that I just couldn't seem to turn away from. They were lively and playful and I sensed a quick intelligence about him that had me intrigued. His smile was confident, if just a little bit devious, and he had dark black hair that.