Roxi is a beautiful 25 year old woman. She has a thick body with nice 42dd breast. She has light brown skin, brown eyes, and long dark brown hair. She...is 5’8 with a tongue ring and very soft beautiful skin. Tonight she was looking rather beautiful. She wore a bright pink fall off the shoulder dress with her hair tied up into a long single braid with a purple ribbon. She sits next to me smiling. “How have you been?” she asks as she takes a quick shot of vodka. “I’ve been good,” I start to rub. She acted as if our encounter in the car never happened. I was embarrassed to say anything to her, yet my stomach was in a knot with anticipation. Her attitude when we met during work was the same, friendly one as before. I don't know how much longer I can go on without saying something. A Thursday morning email changed everything.To: Kevin From: Angela Subject: Friday, 6:30PM Small Conference Room Bring your equipment. Regrets only.Finally! Tomorrow!I owe them two extra days at work, because I. "But ... but I couldn't stop. I couldn't get away." Then she remembered her current situation. "Where are we now?" Somewhere safe. Here you can do anything you want without fear of pain, harm or death." It sounds like a dream." It is, very much." You mean we're dreaming right now? How? This is just too real for a dream." Monique stood up and looked around, completely unashamed of her nudity."This is my dream room. I can make it look any way I want it to."Monique looked back at me, her eyes were. I felt her muscles grip on my fingers and thought she was going to break them for a minute as she bucked and rode them like a wild thing. Gradually she came down from her orgasm and reached to take my head in her hands and slide me further down saying, Please kiss it , lick along and inside like you have just done with your fingers. I lowered my head and stared at this wonderful sight right in front of me. This was no girlie mag picture or fuzzy internet clip, this was the real thing. She had.