We fell on the sofa in that position with me on top of her. She told me not to speak anything as it may spoil the wonderful moment. I lifted my hand a...d placed it over the top button of her shirt and opened it. She did not resist the move so I proceeded down, opening the other buttons on the way. She pulled my T-shirt over my head and we struggled out of our tops. She was not wearing any bra so her tits with erected nipples were jammed against my chest. I placed my free hand between us to feel. This was sure to be a public event. I was greeted at the door by the same beautiful, young blonde who interviewed me for the job. Her name was Allyson. She greeted me warmly and thanked me for arriving in a timely manner. I walked me into the living room and I sat on an expensive black couch. After about five minutes and a cup of tea, there was a knock on the door. I could hear a muffled conversation between the man and the door and Allyson. She brought him into the living room and he sat next. I added more perfume, face powder and lip gloss, and decided that I looked really good considering what I had been through. I adjusted my jewelry and straightened the black micro mini skirt and the tight black mesh top I had on. I adjusted the top so that my nipples protruded through the mesh. Searching my purse I found the nipple clamps and put them on my nipples. They were a little tight but the pain was exciting. I stood straighter as my body naturally reacted to the effect of the nipple. I would NEVER be able to look at another woman without comparing her to Ellen Caretaker. She wasn't what is sometimes referred to as a BBW, but she sure as hell wasn't skinny either. At 5' 8", she looked to be about 170 pounds but with her bone structure and bone density she was actually closer to 220 pounds, and those beautiful lavender eyes, just like Chris had. She almost seemed to bounce as she walked toward me. Then I remembered where she was from, so she probably was bouncing. At the very.