Description:Wendy looked up expectantly as Jim came into the office. But when she saw the expression on his face, her excitement died. "Well?" she said cautiously. Her tall, broad-shouldered officemate leaned back against his desk. With a disheartened look, he ran his long fingers through his coal-black hair. "It looks like only one of us can go to the convention." "But that's not fair! We're a team-that's the way it's always been." He shrugged helplessly. "I know. But the bean-counters don't understand that. They've cut back on the travel funds." "They've always footed the bill for two in the past." "Same-sex, my dear," he explained patiently. "If you and I went, they'd have to spring for two rooms." "Oh." Wendy yielded in defeat. "So...who goes?" "It's up to us to decide." With a sullen look, he pulled a coin from his pocket. "I suppose the fair thing to do would be to flip a coin." She crossed the distance to him as he flipped the coin in the air. He slapped it on his wrist. "Heads I win, tails you-" "Wait a minute," she said, grabbing his wrist before he could pull his hand away to reveal the results of the toss. "Double beds!" "Huh?" "Double beds!" she repeated. With her high heels parked under her desk, she had to stretch up on tiptoes to look into his eyes as she pleaded her case. "It costs the same for two people in the room as it does for one. We're adults. We can handle that, can't we?" Jim's look was dubious. "I don't know... " "No one needs to know about it but us," she said, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "We can share expenses and pad the expense account. It shouldn't cost either one of us a dime." Actually, the pair spent more time together than they did with their spouses, she reflected as she stared out the window at the passing scenery. And now they were going to be sleeping in the same room together...she suddenly had a disturbing thought. What if there was a mistake and the hotel assigned them a room with just one king-size bed? But her fears were groundless. The room turned out to be perfect-elegant-looking, two nice-sized beds, a lovely view of the strip. "I've got one objective for the next three days," he said with a leer, "and that's to get a peek at those big t*ts of yours." "Jim!" "Hey, when will I ever get a better chance?" "You ought to be ashamed of yourself!" "Oh, I am," he admitted with a grin. "But what can I do? I've been staring at those big beauties for three years, trying to imagine the look and the feel of them." She turned to the mirror and bit her lips as she stared at the thrust of her bosom. "Do you really find them interesting and attractive?" He got up off the bed and came up behind her. "I find them incredibly sexy," he said, reaching around and gently lifting her breasts in his palms. But Jim? He was just playing. But he was a smooth operator. They had only been alone together for two minutes and he already had his hands all over her t*ts. He may be happily married, but old habits die hard. She would have to be on her guard. "So?" Without taking his hands away from her t*ts, he rested his chin on her shoulder and stared at her in the mirror, his expression that of a pleading puppy dog. "Are you going to make me look through the keyhole?" Her jaw dropped. "Jim! Are you seriously asking me to take off my clothes for you?" He grinned. "Clothes? That would be nice.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Temptations. To get started finding Temptations, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: Wendy looked up expectantly as Jim came into the office. But when she saw the expression on his face, her excitement died. "Well?" she said cautiously. Her tall, broad-shouldered officemate leaned back against his desk. With a disheartened look, he ran his long fingers through his coal-black hair. "It looks like only one of us can go to the convention." "But that's not fair! We're a team-that's the way it's always been." He shrugged helplessly. "I know. But the bean-counters don't understand that. They've cut back on the travel funds." "They've always footed the bill for two in the past." "Same-sex, my dear," he explained patiently. "If you and I went, they'd have to spring for two rooms." "Oh." Wendy yielded in defeat. "So...who goes?" "It's up to us to decide." With a sullen look, he pulled a coin from his pocket. "I suppose the fair thing to do would be to flip a coin." She crossed the distance to him as he flipped the coin in the air. He slapped it on his wrist. "Heads I win, tails you-" "Wait a minute," she said, grabbing his wrist before he could pull his hand away to reveal the results of the toss. "Double beds!" "Huh?" "Double beds!" she repeated. With her high heels parked under her desk, she had to stretch up on tiptoes to look into his eyes as she pleaded her case. "It costs the same for two people in the room as it does for one. We're adults. We can handle that, can't we?" Jim's look was dubious. "I don't know... " "No one needs to know about it but us," she said, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "We can share expenses and pad the expense account. It shouldn't cost either one of us a dime." Actually, the pair spent more time together than they did with their spouses, she reflected as she stared out the window at the passing scenery. And now they were going to be sleeping in the same room together...she suddenly had a disturbing thought. What if there was a mistake and the hotel assigned them a room with just one king-size bed? But her fears were groundless. The room turned out to be perfect-elegant-looking, two nice-sized beds, a lovely view of the strip. "I've got one objective for the next three days," he said with a leer, "and that's to get a peek at those big t*ts of yours." "Jim!" "Hey, when will I ever get a better chance?" "You ought to be ashamed of yourself!" "Oh, I am," he admitted with a grin. "But what can I do? I've been staring at those big beauties for three years, trying to imagine the look and the feel of them." She turned to the mirror and bit her lips as she stared at the thrust of her bosom. "Do you really find them interesting and attractive?" He got up off the bed and came up behind her. "I find them incredibly sexy," he said, reaching around and gently lifting her breasts in his palms. But Jim? He was just playing. But he was a smooth operator. They had only been alone together for two minutes and he already had his hands all over her t*ts. He may be happily married, but old habits die hard. She would have to be on her guard. "So?" Without taking his hands away from her t*ts, he rested his chin on her shoulder and stared at her in the mirror, his expression that of a pleading puppy dog. "Are you going to make me look through the keyhole?" Her jaw dropped. "Jim! Are you seriously asking me to take off my clothes for you?" He grinned. "Clothes? That would be nice.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Temptations. To get started finding Temptations, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.