She wasn't as desperate as she'd been last night, which was good, and a lot less worried than she'd been the night before, which was definitely good. ... probably wasn't going to come 'cause I was still a bit sore from her efforts last night. Happy? No, she wasn't happy. She didn't come either, probably she was as sore as I was. She just rode me for a time and then stopped. I think it was more for comfort than anything else. She needed to feel secure with me."Will you be OK, mi querida?" I asked. "Hmmmm ... OK. I'm happy with all that" Carly responded, almost taking over the interview. Then she added "Maybe we should do a practical assessment of our sexual compatibility"."Now?" I gasped."Yep ... why not?" she quipped with a smile and a giggle.And that was how Carly and I came to be naked on this huge bed in my apartment. Our clothes were neatly piled at the bedside.Once naked I could take in her sensational body. Her tits were a C-cup with distinctive pink areola surrounding darker red. " It's good for them. They're too greedy, no matter how you look at it. Would you excuse me? I need to call Weena." Go ahead."I autodialled home. "Hey! I thought you'd be home. How'd it go? Really? Well, I'm at lunch with Chaz. On my way here, I passed a house on Rokeby Road. Right. The estate agent is ... Right. I thought you might want to drive past after lunch. Yes. I'll be going back to my office. By the way, there's a place on College Road I've mentioned to Chaz. Okay. I'll try to be home. As I looked at it I saw a familiar red banner running along the top of a web page and as my eyes moved down what was obviously the Lush website I saw a title I recognized all too well, Fucking My Supervisor at Work. I stared at the page for a moment, trying to think of a lie to get me out of this. “Well?” Sonia asked. “Well what?” I replied. “You appear to be reading sex stories at work. I’ll admit that I’ve never read your company policy but I’m pretty sure that this goes against it”. I was.