Anyway I controlled myself and wrapped my stole around my top and left for home but I was still thinking of the lust in the eyes of the guys in the pr...actice room.I got into the metro and it was overcrowded like usual. Though I got through the closest door to the ladies section but it was impossible to reach the seats. I was stuck between big burly men and the thoughts from the dance practice still lingered on. Suddenly I felt a pinch on my ass, at first I thought it might have been an. The days passed by quickly and we were coming to an end of another financial year. I was practically living out of office spending almost 16 hours at times out of which 10 were on field. We doubled our turnover and profits. The team got a good raise and incentive cheques were distributed. That Saturday evening we planned for a night at a disco and since I had earned the maximum incentive the party was on me. To my and others surprise the normally demure looking female staff of our office. The most noticeable difference was the fact that the bays where the hair cutting and shampoos were done were very much separated and behind individual doors for complete privacy.I entered the reception area and after giving my name; I was told Monique would be along to collect me and she would take good care of m every wish. This set my mind wandering as the receptionist was about 22 years old, five foot six tall with long blonde hair that must have reached her waist and her tits were enormous,. It was magical. Her juices covered my chin as the muscles all around her pretty flower tensed in rhythm with her body pulling me into her. Then she collapsed, laying breathless gazing up at the sky.She sat up and pulled me into her where I faced away, reclining into her body like a luxurious chair with my legs apart. Her hand found its way down my body until she was exploring my vagina with her fingertips. She seemed to enjoy watching me respond to her as she fingered me gently. Her lips.