I know this isn't the right thing to do, but..."Josey and Monique came into the room and both hugged Chet. I could see that he was about to break down... so I told him to sit. Monique sat with him and hugged him. She told him, "It's going to be alright, Chet. We let it get out of hand, but we made sure we began to be careful. I'm not pregnant and I'm not going to be. We can decide how we'll handle this when we're both eighteen. It won't be that long."Chet said, "I know that I was going to college. .the fact that Anna was running with the fake email that hadbeen sent into work......God, she was good, but when would she stop?She felt a couple of tears in her eyes and she quickly wiped themaway. Stupid, she thought, not even sure why she was crying. You canstop this anytime......Just tell her no. Enough. Game's over.This was a punishment, she remembered, so Mistress Brianna might pushhim a little further, but....then it would be over and he could getback to his job and never play dress up. She was white, in her mid 30s, slim-ish waist, average sized tits, but with wide hips and a thick ass (just how I like them). Brown hair and brown eyes, she had a pretty face, but nothing exceptionnal.I started talking to her, chatting for a bit every time I was in her office, making light hearted jokes, and basically starting to become part of her daily life. Nothing unusual. But then I started getting flirty with her, every time she went to the break room, I'd drink coffee with her, got a bit. You been bustin your butt haven't you? Hell, I might have to take back all those mean things I told you." "Good, you can start by rubbing my back and bringin' me another beer." "Bullshit mister, I hired you, I didn't marry you. If I rubbed anything it would...oooops, well never mind that. Suffice it to say, you did good today, so I'll fix supper while you put tools away." She laughs, smacking him on the back, pulling his ear and tousling his hair. Later after a good meal of chops, sweet.