Varinka's aggressiveness caught Rebecca off guard. Their lips locked in a passionate and erotic kiss, their lips moving over each others hungrily, tongues plunging eagerly. Varinka had walked her back to her room, and while the American woman was drunk, she was still steady on her feet. It seemed neither women would be on their feet for long.<br/><br/>The exotically attractive Russian temptress pressed her body against Rebecca's, pinning her to the door inside the room. Rebecca's lips, loose with liquor kissed back, meeting her plunging tongue and hungry lips with her own.<br/><br/><em>Oh damn this is hot. But so wrong. Business associate - daughter of my company's client. Unprofessional...</em><br/><br/>Varinka's hands found the swell of her breasts, groping them through the silver ruched material of her dress.<br/><br/><em>Damn it. Damn she's so hot, I want her so bad...</em><br/><br/>Rebecca gripped Varinka's ass in her hands, pulling her in tighter, still pinned up against the door. In the flurry of excitement both women's dresses had been partially pushed up their thighs, and Rebecca ground against Varinka's leg. Rebecca's hands slipped under the Russian woman's dress, her fingers digging into the flesh of her ass and grinding against her leg.<br/><br/>The flurry of excitement dripped with eroticism. The quick breathing, the rustling of clothing, the wet sounds of lips upon lips. Rebecca was soon very wet and quite beyond the point of turning back. She had admired the attractive Varinka all day, and so it seemed she too found Rebecca enticing.