Two for TangoChapter 2
Mrs Margo Richmond was relaxing in her bath-tub after a trying day at the university office. With her head rested back and her eyes closed she softly sponged her breasts as her thoughts swam around her head. Her day had started well enough, having carefully dressed in a prim grey formal suit that subtlety showed off her sensual lithesome figure. She’d had an important staff meeting with her underlings and at 39 she still enjoyed the lecherous admiration from male colleagues, for there was...