"And so are you, ifyou try to fuck with me again." I returned to my cubicle, pickedup my coat and purse, and headed for the elevator. He didn't tryto ...follow me. * * *The sun beat down on my bare back while Donna smoothed anothernerdle of sun screen onto my tender skin. "Getting a suite witha private balcony has one downside," she said. "With you goingtopless all the time, I won't get to see any tan lines."I rolled over and reached up to kiss her lightly on the. Over time it was like her feet got stinkier and stinkier and it would make me fuck her even harder. And she loved it roughed , choking slapping and all that good shit. One day after we went to a jazz club we got home and smoked a joint, at the club she was wearing this cute little black heels that I was dying to get her foot out of. It was the first time I seen her wear heels and she was standing in them most of the time at the club so I knew they were stinky. When I finally revealed her. No, I was hot even with all that extra clothing on. But things certainly got a bit more interesting when I decided to show myself off a bit. The week after Steve broke up with me I was miserable. I had never been dumped before. It happened on a Monday morning and all through the week I just felt depressed. By Friday the depression had begun to fade and I was just feeling angry. Who the hell did he think he was? I could have given the snotty little bastard so much, but because I wouldn't shove. She sat by me and rubbed her hand up and down my arm. She told me she had been watching me and liked what she saw. She then placed her hand over my tit. "You have great big tits" she told me. She told me not to worry as she had locked the library up for the day. She was the librian I found out later.She then began to kiss me and fondle my tits. I was getting hot with her sexy kisses and her tongue in my mouth. She then removed her shirt and then removed mine. She had firm big tits and nice.