'Well, I dont usually work weekends, but if you need to do them, I can come over tomorrow during lunch, your offices open?''No' She replied, 'I work f...rom home aswell so your more than welcome to come over, and we can go over the proposals there if you dont mind of course'.'Ermm yeah sounds fine Wendy, if you text me your postcode and number, I will see you tomorrow'.'Ohhh thank you Adam, I really appreicate that, now thats service' she laughed. I didnt know what else to think than is this real,. Rather exotic in a way. Brian worked on staff in the Renaissance Hotel, downtown Chicago. Geneveve was a fairly regular patron, as she had to work with some of the local architects on a regular basis. She was a freelance editor, specializing in blueprint design instead of actual reading materials. Geneveve excelled at what she did, and she was in high demand in the greater Chicago area. This was her hotel of choice when she came to town. Brian watched as she walked in, so graceful and smooth.. I could see her shaved armpits and her boobs jutting out as she stretched and tried to get the books in order. Her sexy waist was exposed and son of bitch that I was, I let my arms go around her. She dropped a book on herself in surprise, but also made no move to back away from me.We moved away from the shelf and she let my hands roam around her waist, feeling her deep set navel from behind. With one hand around her, I also felt her butt and squeezed. It was nice and fleshy, but also firm. Then. It was hard to tell if she was just seeing how far I would actually go with her or if she was truly enjoying what I was doing to her body.Her asshole tasted delightful, and it looked beautiful. It reminded me of a slightly wrinkled wad of bubblegum. She stuck her finger in her asshole as I licked it and told me to get my nose inside of her ass.I was shocked that she was so open about this with me. She occasionally snapped a selfie-and made a goofy face. I assumed she might be planning to.