Bex stepped from her bike. The 1940's black and red rockabilly dress clung to her hips, her rounded breasts peeking over the top. Sunglasses on, the red skull bandana tied around her head like a head band, knotted by her left temple and her black heels, the only pair of heels she had, clicking delicately on the tiled floor as she walked in, flanked by Fel and Red.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey Brian"</strong>His name rolling off her lips. Running her right hand lightly up her left arm towards her shoulder, Bex stalked her way over to Brian and leant across the counter, knowing he could see her bare behind in the security mirror behind them.<br/><br/>Licking her rouged lips, her white teeth a beautiful contrast to the deep red lips.<br/><br/><strong>"So, what time do you go on lunch? I believe I owe you a thank you."</strong>Bex knew how to seduce men. Always had, it was skill of hers. To emphasize her point she pressed her breasts against the top, leant over a little more and licked the beneath her. Her eyes never leaving his as she bat her eyelashes at him and smirked.<br/><br/><strong>"I told you I'd do anything, I meant it. You told me to come back. Here I am."</strong>Bex smiled at him, confidence exuded from her.<strong>"I'll gag on you, spit on you and let you cum on my tits."</strong>She added, hoping it would be the deal breaker.