Ronja frowned at him, but there was little she could do. She pulled the plain dress over her head, but could soon tell that it was not a good fit. It ...as too tight over the hips.The next dress fit very well. What a relief it felt to have something on that actually reached her knees. It was a perfect piece of clothing for some exclusive summer party. She looked towards Jonathan that still watched her.“What now?” Ronja asked, taking a peek at the price tag. “It is a really nice dress, but it. She put one hand on it and started jerking him off while she sucked him. Then she went to two hands. Her hands felt all over the guy’s hard abs and to his chest. Like he agreed to do, Tim simply stood there, silent. “Who are you” she said. “He cant talk to you. Those are the rules.” I said as I led her over to the bed.She crawled onto the bed and I turned her over onto her stomach and pulled her over to the edge. She pulled her knees up under her and arched her hips. Her pussy was. Casual T-shirt and tight jeans. “As in the college days,” I thought.“We should not meet this way,” Mini said. “Somebody may see us and misunderstand.”“Oh, yes,” I said and we bade goodbye after a cup of coffee each.In the evening, Mini started haunting me again. I called her. “I was just remembering you,” she said.“What are you doing?” I asked.“What can I do?” she said. “It is so boring here.”“Is nobody at home?” I asked.“Who can be here?” he aske. “You sent Kamlung away to Kolkata.”“I am. You haven't seen the sun for the past week or so, since you've been pulling 12-13 hour days. It's really starting to wear you down.As much as the job sucks, at least you've got some cool people doing it with you. On your team, there's the eccentric Eric, a 45 year old dude that is an absolute wizard with spreadsheets (great for an auditing firm!). He pretty much keeps to himself, although you may hear him singing along to whatever song is blasting through his headphones at any given.