I didn't particularly mind, as all the action made her short, tight, black skirt and white blouse do _very_ interesting things.I didn't particularly mind, as all the action made her short, tight, black skirt and white blouse do _very_ interesting things. I could almost, but not quite, see her bra through the blouse. Finally, after about hour of this, she settled down and started reading her book. At first, she was acting normally. It took me a while to consciously notice that whenever I glanced over from my computer, she seemed to be crossing and recrossing her legs. She was completely engrossed in her book. Once I got done with the call I had, I asked her what she was reading. She flashed the cover at me; it looked normal enough. When I asked what it was about, though, she just said, "It's about this guy." How descriptive. When I said that, she blushed a bit, but didn't elaborate. Instead, she reluctantly handed me the book. I was surprised to find it opened to a really steamy sex scene. Tiffany didn't strike me as that type person. Nonetheless, I was pleasantly surprised. I didn't read very far (got a call), but I felt my cock start to harden. I handed the book back to her and grinned my "I'm a lech" grin. I think she caught the meaning, because she blushed prettily. As I looked over, I think she came to a decision and decided to be a bit more brazen. She had unbottoned her blouse to show off her cleavage and was holding her book open with one hand. The other was sliding sexily up and down one thigh. |