Aleska

Aleska walks into the men?s' room her high heels clicking against the bathroom tiles. She looks around and does not see anybody. Looking at herself in a wall mirror she decides to let her hair down. Shaking her jet-black hair free it falls over her shoulders in waves.

Startled by the sound of footsteps Aleska quietly laughs at herself. Aleska sees the stall door open and Brad walks out pretending to pull up his pants. Aleska smiles at Brad in the mirror without a word he wraps his arms around her, his hands squeezing her breasts together.

Aleska guides Brad's without trouble to her hips and turns to face him. Before she could speak, Brad plants a deep kiss on Aleska's mouth slipping his tongue inside. "Wow how my breakfast tasted" Aleska asked catching her breath. "I'm in the mood for dessert," Brad said looking Aleska over head to toe. "I think I'm getting hungry too," Aleska said with a devilish smile undoing Brad's pants and pulling them down to his ankles.