Michelle Monaghan

I finally arrived in my destination. I pressed on the buzzer, to hand the express delivery to the person on the sticker in the package. When the door opened, “Ma’am, delivery package for Michelle Monaghan” I said. She gave me as smile and then signed the receiving form I have. “Would you like to come in?” she said. Whoa! She wants me to come in. She was wearing this sultry brown dress, in high heels. She would definitely to to some gathering or affair. I thought she was just joking until she held my hand and took me inside her beautiful house. “Maybe you can keep me company. You don’t mind do you?” Michelle said. “Ah It’s okay!” I said with my voice trembling obviously worried that my driver would be bored to death waiting on our delivery van. “You seemed tense? Let me release that tension!” she said as she pushed me into this long couch. She backed a couple of steps and then turned around to bend down to a table, to lift her skirt. Michelle has this figure perfect legs and butt. She dropped her dress and then looked at me. I have no courage to even stand up. I was glued to my seats.