Inappropriate touch Tuesdays always turns Roxy into an aggressive nympho who wants every man that crosses her path.
Inappropriate touch to me is just another way of saying take what you want Roxy! Grope, stroke, and poke every man you see. Every Tuesday I get up it’s like a switch is turned on and all these kinky and naughty thoughts just invade my mind. The sexual part of my brain gets that signal to go on overload, and every man I see just looks like a piece of meat! Just like that group of white-collar businessmen I came across earlier this morning. They all smiled as I walked into the coffee shop, checking me out from head to toe. And as one bought my coffee they all decided I should come back to their hotel since they were in town for a convention. All I could think of was how long I could keep my composure, which ended as soon as I was in the elevator with them.
There were eight of them so we all jammed into the elevator.
I stood to the side, gripping the bar as we started to ascend up to the penthouse. I couldn’t take it any longer and grabbed the guy’s ass in front of me, making sure my pointy finger was in the crack of his ass. He jumped and looked behind him, as I smiled and grabbed the guy’s groin on the right of me next. Here they thought it was all their party, but oh no, this is Roxy’s time to do as she pleases.
I grabbed at the guy on my left pulling his pants down, and then the guy in front of me. You like that I said, as I smiled deviously at them all licking my lips. ‘What are you doing?’ the guy in the tie and jacket asked. ‘Oh don’t you know? It’s inappropriate touch Tuesday, and I’m getting what I want. I pushed the red button on the elevator and unzipped his pants. Pulling out his cock all the rest of the guys were frozen in fear wondering what I had in store for them. Want to know what happened next? Call me and find out, and read all my other kinky sex stories on my page too!
