She wasn't given time to work this out, as the visitor reached out and cupped one breast firmly in his hand."Oh what a lovely nubbin," he said and ben... to suck it through the silk blouse.Then she knew that it was a charade, and not a mistake. She cradled his head and stroked his hair as pleasurable sensations went directly from the nipple to her belly, making her damp. She had had this feeling before when some of the visitors liked to suck her breasts, but never to this extent.'It must be the. Her long blonde hair brushed the top of the desk, and she fought and kicked as the front of her blouse was jerked open, buttons flying everywhere. Her full, round breasts were exposed to the men, cupped in a sexy beige bra with lacy trim that showed her small brown nipples through the nearly transparent material.The bra went next, brutally ripped off and thrown aside.The men laughed cruelly as they looked at the poor, helpless secretary, her full breasts exposed to them, her nipples inviting. My friends had to shake me to get me back in the conversation, and when I looked up again, she was no longer there. Had I imagined her, but no, the sense of connection still stayed with me. As the evening wore on, the crowd in the pub thinned out, and it was time to find our separate ways back home. I walked the mile or so from the pub to Great Portland St station, and waited on the platform for the Met line train that was to take me back to my leafy dormitory town. It duly arrived and I got. You make me wet almost instantly and as your passion builds and your probing tongue slides between my parted lips it is like an electrical current passing through me. The first time I knew we were likely to make love I shaved myself for you. I knew from our conversations how you like it, and I knew how the wonderful sensations of your touch would be deliciously enhanced for me with a smooth, hairless cunt. I would be able to feel each caress on my soft, silky skin. When you first undressed.