You count the cash, check the computer, report how much people fucked up, sign a few bags drop it in a safe, count some shit, and go home. It takes a ...anger and an employee. Or if you’re the friend of a manger who needs to get laid on friday night it takes you and the new girl. I pulled the tray counted the money and faked two signatures while she cleaned up. Great thing about counting money by yourself is you just have to make sure it comes out close enough to being right. Grab the clipboard. Jossy stood there watching those two tanned arms outstretched, wondering what to do. Then as she put the binoculars down she saw that piece of paper patiently waiting for her on the table, a single black line unsullied by any decision, weighed down with the bottle. She glugged another glass of the Grenache and then reached for the phone.On the third ring it was answered.'You live in a very posh house.' Jossy said, using her flirtiest purr.'Thank you, ' said a foreign accent on the other end, a. Pressing my big breasts against her back I cup her breasts again as 'Shell eases apart her thighs to use her lips and tongue on a taut pink sex. Wriggling against me her moans begin and then she stifles them lest any staff should investigate.As I knead and squeeze her firm mounds and rubbery nipples 'Shell's tongue has entered her tight sex; making softly wet and enticing sounds. Her thighs are trembling as ripples of excitement travel down her flat belly and she bites down on her hand as my. As you might have noticed, what I'm wearing is, in broad terms, an accountant suit. But I picked a very short skirt, heels, and a sheer blouse because I admire the lifestyle that some of you have. As it is, I have an open marriage in which I'm versatile -- hell, we swing. In this business culture, sexual harassment will be rare because on the one hand, it would rarely develop, but if it does, the group may act even faster than managers."I'd love to learn to strip, and probably to mingle..