Fi walked across the dance floor towards the doors to the gym knowing full well that the entourage of wide-eyed hungry males would follow her. They'd all tried their luck on the dance floor but without success as Fi knew that choosing just one now would spoil the fun for later. And she knew she was going to have her own special kind of fun.
They followed her through the doors with little conversation but minds full of the anticipation that comes from knowing something extraordinary is about to happen. They didn't know quite what but they knew if there was fun to be had then Fi would be at the centre of it. She livened things up around the office with her almost-indecently short skirts barely clinging to her luscious thighs and her low slung tops exposing her bouncing cleavage. And the flirting. She had all the guys wrapped around her finger, sitting on their desks for a chat, her skirt riding up, leaning over one desk to help whilst her colleague opposite would get a prime view of the enormous offering her chest made in plain sight. She knew the guys were looking, that was the idea, she wanted them primed and ready when it came to the summer party.
As Fi, shoulder-length dark hair, black-rimmed glasses and beautiful curves continued down the hall she began to consider what she wanted. She entered the gym and headed straight for the demo weights bench. Propping it at about 30 degrees she sat down and waited as the men gathered round her, a surprisingly respectful distance from her. 'Okay' she thought 'we'll play it this way'
"boys, have you ever heard of bukkake, where a perform but you're not allowed to touch me? You can release your juices all over me but no touching" She offered, smiling seductively and knowing it would only be a matter of time before the first of the horny males could resist no longer and dive in. They vaguely nodded and looked at each other before their hungry gaze returned to Fi as she began to release the tight, overflowing corset that held in her enormous 38GG breasts. Loosening then pulling apart the lace that held her enormous funbags inside the straining corset she finally released the mass of swaying flesh onto her pert belly. Next she stood, her body succumbing to gravity and her heavy tits pulling gently against her chest. She slowly began to remove what constituted her skirt, a small black ring of material which she had chosen in order to entice any man sat at the right angle with a secluded view of her luscious, unclothed mound. A murmur of approval rose as the crowd realised she had no underwear on, and now, in just knee-high PVC boots, Fi lay back and began the show.
