? Rhianna herself was a black womanwho, though only in her mid-twenties, was rather less careful about herfigure.? She would describe her 38D bustand ...ample hips as cuddly; others might call her borderline obese.? She was as unkempt as Kirti was elegantlytailored, wearing scruffy blouses and trousers and her frizzy hair in an unrulyponytail.? They made an odd couplephysically but the two women were close friends.? And together they ran the office.? Kirti was manager, Rhianna head of HR. I was standing in the aisle next to Women's Wear. The lady posing in front of the full-length mirror at the entrance to the dressing rooms seemed to be talking to herself. Other than me, there was no one in her immediate vicinity. And yes, the jeans were a bit tight on her. In fact, she was literally bursting out of them. Bottom-heavy, she was, and her ass would look big under any circumstances, tight jeans or no. It didn't just look big, it was big -- big and lush and pear-shaped. That ass,. She let out another moan as I began to slide into her soaking cunt from behind. Her pussy was hot even to my pulsing cock as I buried myself into her depths. I released my shaft and her panties, placing my hands onto her hips and holding myself in her, savoring the sensation. I stared down, the sight my waist pressed against her ass, only the base of my cock visible in the dim light. My cock throbbed a bit inside her tight snatch, which responded by gripping my cock harder. I took a breath and. ‘Ya got to plan ahead sometimes Melissa.’ I said as I opened the flask and added some SC to my coke. Melissa sat on my desk and crossed her legs. She hadn’t changed her clothes from earlier, but I noticed an extra button or two was open at the top of her white blouse. Her long sexy legs looked very inviting below the short denim skirt she was wearing. She said, ‘Frank if you’d like you can call me by my nick name. It’s Mel, okay?’ I smiled and said, ‘Sounds rather masculine but Mel it is.’.