In contrast, Willy's short, unruly dark hair was brushed carelessly back off her forehead. Simple little gold hoops pierced the lobes of her ears. A d...esigner label crème blouse accentuated her shoulders without the aid of shoulder-pads; three of its buttons were open at her neck, displaying the outline of a pair of 32B cup breasts, without flaunting any inadequacy. Her narrow waist was cinched with a wide western leather belt and Navaho belt buckle. A gray-green skirt ended just above her knee,. ..my face my neck... Oh god...he's touching my chest...open your eyes girl...oh my g...I have breasts....uh... oh...I don't feel so good...I think I going to faint. "I need to lie down." Sit down on the couch my dear, now lie back. Are you enjoying this?"I feel like screaming 'Yes! Yes! Don't stop! Don't stop...' "Mmmmm...yes...oh...ah...mmmm..." Take off your skirt my sweet."This feels soooo good. Oh no...my erection is poking out of my panties. "Uh...um..." Don't worry about that my. My heart skipped a beat when he casually motioned for me to follow him home. With his parents still gone at work, he excused himself to take a shower. I waited nervously in his bedroom for him to return. Nervous only at the thought of losing myself too much to his power over me. He walked in wearing only a towel around his waist, his skin shimmered, still damp from the shower. He mentioned being sore and needing a massage. He then layed down on his stomach on the bed right next to me. I think. The conversation ? and confidence ? flowed more naturally as my blood-alcohol level increased. I was snuggled up to Rob just as tightly asAngie was to Jim. After dinner, my arm was linked through his. Itouched the back of his hand lightly with my free hand to make a pointduring conversation. Angie and I did laugh at their jokes ? which weresurprisingly good and well-told for two guys from the Executive Suite. Who'd a thunk it?We walked out of the restaurant with my arm still through Rob's..