Chapter 100

She leaned against the back of the chair, her body tilting towards me, her head resting on the back of her seat next to me. Her short skirt rode up to almost her thighs as she leaned down, revealing a large section of her left thigh covered by white sheer stockings, which was round, soft, and fair.

Her eyes were closed, a few strands of hair clinging to her forehead, which was damp with a light sheen of sweat. Her chest rose and fell with her breath, and the top button of her silk blouse had somehow come undone, revealing…