Eloisa waswatching him carefully her breasts hanging sexily in front of him and she said, "Oneway to stop us is to get into drag and give Jon a blowjo...b! Then honey if youwant it I will suck you off! How about it?" Bob moaned unable to thinkor cope with any more and looked at her sexy body and her wonderful breastsand all resistance left him. He sobbed, " Yes oh my god yes! Please stop!" Eloisasmiled in victory and said, " We will but after you have blown Jon. Wetie you up again I do not want. "Now you're my type of girl," the man breathed whisky on her.Pamela appraised the punter. Dark business suit, mid forties, just going to fat, heavy but handsome, a little drunk but sensible. He would do for her last quickie before she went home."Glad you like what see darling; it's sixty for short time ok," Pamela made her pitch."Fucking expensive for an old pro like you ain't it?" was his response but he stayed put and continued to gaze up and down Pamela's body.'The ones with plenty of money. I freeze as the lift takes us up one level. I feel like a man who has found a treasure trove; to be able to feel this intimate part of this completely unknown woman while she is unaware! I must pretend that I am aware only of my briefcase, held in my left hand.The door opens to let one woman out and a young mother in, with a pushchair. The crowd shuffle around and I have to move behind Mrs Lovely. I shudder with the excitement of being so lucky. My growing tool slides across her buttocks. I already knew that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her perky breasts didn't need one to support her beautiful golden orbs proudly. Next came her slacks and then my trousers. We were now down to her bikini panties and my boxer shorts. With her on her back giggling, I slid her panties down and off her feet, leaving her completely nude. She pulled my shorts down and I stepped put of them. My manhood, freed of its confines proudly surveyed that which it was about to conquer. The touch of her hand on it.