I had been asking the Mrs C to wear skirts to work as I know she loves the attention from guys. I kept joking as well about not wearing knickers. But ...he kept saying no not at work. Anyone a new young lad had recently started and she kept going on about how fit he was. A few days later she comes home from work wear a skirt and one of her see thought tops. Puzzled I asked her was it hot at work. She smiles and said kind of it got hot from lunch time onwards. And winked at me. Turned round bent. I put the old black skirt and the aprons back on the bench next to the shawl I had used to gag Simon. I had just finished when Jonathan walked in. ‘What are you doing here, Jonathan?’ I asked, slightly embarrassed. Had Jonathan been a witness? ‘Esther asked me to be nearby,’ Jonathan explained. ‘Just in case you got yourself, or them, into trouble. You nearly did, didn’t you?’ ‘Esther? Why?’ ‘She is my sister.’ I had forgotten. But now I was worried. What had Jonathan heard, or worse still. I know it. Remember, I told you he is kinky. His latest fantasy is to share me with someone. We are doing wife swapping role-play these days.Zainab: You guys might be doing such a role play but that doesn’t mean he will actually do it. Would you Javed?Javed: I.. I.. don’t know. If she is ready then I won’t mind. I am sure Rehan would also not mind.Rehan was busy ogling at Zarine’s boobs and was startled on hearing his name.Rehan: Me..I.. am.. No….I mean what are you saying?Zainab: So you also. "How would you like an interview with some of our higher-ups?" she askedin a chirpy voice with her head cocked to the side. Sean's eyes slowlyoozes from her ample cleavage, down her silky-smooth-skinned arm, to hercarefully manicured hands holding the paper. Sean looked back up to hereyes, which were locked on his. They were an enticing icy blue. Hetook the page and she pointed to a center booth on the show floor."Just take that and show it to the girl behind the counter there-" Herfinger.