I sat in a chair in front of his desk, crossing my legs, making sure just a peak of my lime green panties were visible. “Ms. Brennan, you’ve wo...ked with us for about a year now. I was wondering if you’re interested in a promotion.” The older man spoke. Whereas Mr. Langley was about 45 and married, I had to admit that a lot of my fantasies involve him jacking off to me. “What’s the proposal?” I asked seductively, hoping he’d catch my drift. “Well, you would work shorter hours and have no. "I know, but you have to come with me. If the only way I can make that happen is to kill Bob in front of you, then I will kill him right here and make it look like suicide.' I said.Bob heard every word of course. "She is right Jen go with her. I will take my chances." he said."Listen to him Jen. For a change he has it right. I can give him some advice that will keep him alive, if he follows it." I said it, but I doubted that he would last more than a week. I should have killed him, but I. The short tablecloth did not hide Bett as she sat on the chair and the short skirt did not hide Bett's bare cunt. A couple of times I ran my hand up her leg and played with her pussy and she just giggled. As we walked out of the restaurant I got a hard on at seeing all the men watch Bett as she walked by and seeing the hunger on their faces. It was a nice night and we decided to walk back to the motel. Twice I pulled her into a doorway to kiss her and feel her up and each time I undid another. With one quick jerk of her hands she yanked his pants and boxers down. She then slapped his ass cheek with her hand making them a slight red as she did this. She then took the paddle she had under her arm and continued to spank his ass as hard as she could making his ass turn a dark red color. Tears began to stream down his cheeks as she continued to spank him over and over again. She stopped and smirked as he began to cry out in pain. She threw the paddle aside and grabbed something else from.