I sat on the sofa opposite to him. We had a cuppa, biscuits and chatted over various topics centred around this. Vik was listening in with purpose and...it felt like he was a sponge trying to understand as much as he could. After about 40 minutes of chatting Vik asked me something a little personal... "Thanks for all that Jilpa, it’s been a massive help, especially hearing it from a female perspective" "I'm happy to help, it’s good that you are taking such a keen interest, not many men do lol". My nipples were in places where the seams or patterns would block the view of my tits. The guy I had not seen make the comment passed me on his way into the men’s room. He looked me up and down and I allowed my sweater to come open as we passed by each other. When I looked down I saw that it had not opened as much as I was expecting it to and did not show that guy very much, but just some lacy clothes. Trying to get the right opening in a sweater front can be difficult. The guy who commented. I believe you. It doesn’t help. I don’t know how to do what you’re telling me.’ ‘Are you willing to learn?’ I asked. ‘Hell, yes!’ ‘Joan, would you get me a blindfold and a volunteer, please.’ She smiled and got a blindfold from her desk. She tied it on Mark and made sure he couldn’t peek. She left the office. ‘Mark, someone is going to come into the office and sit in your lap. Leave your hands at your sides. She is going to kiss you. You don’t know her. Think about being in the kiss. Her name. .." Melinda interrupted the laughing frenzy,"... not only is Ronnie here into anal play, his true fetish is..." shepaused, so that the room would quite down more, to which it had, "...what really pushes his buttons..." she paused again, trying to bemelodramatic, "...here, let me show you," at which point she reachedunder her short skirt, slowly pulled down her panties and stepped out ofthem. Twirling them a bit with her index finger teasingly, she finallyflung them at him, just like an elastic,.