It could be that if Jo spent some time with a different lover, she could find him better than I was. Then I would be in Shit Street. Martin let the su...ject drop again. It was while Jo and I were doing our callisthenics in bed that night that she suddenly said to me, ‘You know, Kirsty asked me a strange question tonight.’ Now as I said, I’m not fucking dumb. I knew full well what Jo was going to say next! But, I had to ask. ‘Oh, what was that, dear?’ ‘She asked me if I thought that Martin was. I'm..', I answered as I tried not to look at her tits.'I know who you are', she cut me off and smiled.'Really?', I asked her stunned.'Yeah...your mom told me about you.''And what did she tell you about me?''Well...she told me that you are a handsome guy and that she is soo proud of you because you are going to college...but..''But?''Actually... I expected a nerdy guy...fortunately you don't look like a nerd.''Thanks..but sometimes I can be very nerdy', I said jokingly what made her laugh and. Sian had been called to my office for repeatly wearing her skirt to short .Sian knocked my office door and came in She was wearing white polo uniform top grey skirt which barley covered her modesty , On here legs she was wearing grey tights which were more sheer than the other girls were wearing ."Sit down Sian " she did not respond verbally but sat down in the chair which was a few feet from my desk. As she sat down she slightly parted her legs it was clear that she was not wearing any. .anything." she winked at me. "Please, Ms. Thompson, call me Xavier." I said stupidly. "As you wish. But call me Cindy. We should be friends in this workplace. The boss said for us to get acquainted right? Lets go for some coffee after work." she offered. "I don't drink coffee, I'm afraid. How about a beer?" I asked. She nodded. After work I called the wife with my cellphone saying that I had some extra work to take care of. Most of the time this was true so my wife didn't.