Frank and I had become thoroughly soaked, so Julie made us strip naked and put on dressing gowns, while she dried our clothes in the tumble drier, to ...he risqué remarks of our wives, which we didn’t mind at all!Sally and I stayed for a late lunch and then for supper, and so we did not return home until late in the evening. On arrival we only had time to set everything up for another week at work before falling into bed after a long day. There was time for a quick kiss, some words of endearment. Ittasted just a little off, but was refreshing. Mrs. Talbot was a rather largewoman, at least 5'10" and broad shouldered. She never ever wore anything butpants suits. I guess she wasn't very proud of her figure.When they had given me the tour of the building, the design department wasnot included. They said they were concerned about industrial espionage. Thatseemed reasonable, given the nature of the fashion business and I just forgotabout it. When we got in the elevator, Mrs. Talbot said we. “It’s called edging, something I learned about at college. What do you think?” Willow said casually, almost studiously as she continued her efforts. Edging, she knew, was more about recognising the signs of when her partner was about to cum than the actual pleasure induced, and if there was anyone she could read like a book, it was Louise.“A-aah!” Louise whined, her only forthcoming responses were now a series of desperate gasps, whimpers and mewls as she stared blankly at the ceiling, body. His hand would brush uncomfortably against her breasts. He might place a hand firmly on her knee and she would be forced to go through the humiliation of asking him to remove it, against his assertions that there was something decidedly wrong with her or his accusations that she was just an intolerable prude. Sometimes he even greeted her as 'the tight-legged Ana' or 'the convent girl secretary' or, most foully of all, 'cock teaser'. However, Ana learnt to ignore these remarks and put out of.