Oh, how sorely mistaken Alan had turned out to be. They had met in the kitchen when Alan returned home early from the office for that express purpose....Like a good salesman, he had prepared his remarks, planning to begin with courtesy and misdirection before laying down the law."I enjoyed our little get together last night, Dawn," he said with a gentle smile."Well, I hated it, you bastard," she spat back at him."Why, Dawn?" Of course he damned well could guess why, but he didn't intend to fight. " John turned and pulled a folder from his file cabinet. As Johnstarted to review the folder, Rachel slipped into the office and satdown. After a moment, he looked up, his mind refreshed about theeffort. Rachel smiled."Okay, what have you got?"Rachel scooted her chair closer to John's desk. She opened her folderto show John her work. The exchange between the two was fast andfurious, technical, and thoroughly professional. It also lasted quitelate. Finally, John sat back. His tie was. A leather miniskirt, fishnet stockings, platform sandals and too much makeup completed her outfit. "I suppose you're going to be seeing Jerry again." Jane accused.Heather turned to her mother and smiled. "Yes, momma. He's such a stud." Heather managed to giggle."I swear Heather, why can't you be a good girl? Are you trying to put me in an early grave? This Jerry isn't the type of man I want my only daughter marrying." Jane spat.Heather looked hurt. "Why of course not momma. Truth to tell. But eventually a day came when Margo got in from the office and had slumped into the armchair; Gill had appeared in the maid's outfit.The illusion was startling.A stranger would have seen an attractive young uniformed maid in dainty white heels serving a double whiskey on a silver tray.Her hair styled into a bob; the lipstick, eyes and legs were convincing. As she advanced though her short dress did not entirely hide her cock bouncing in the lace panties."Thank you Gill, your a sweety." said.