Body free of her top she resuming her task of releasing me, finally reaching the last button, I shrugged off my loose white shirt letting it land behi...d me. Her hands roamed over my shoulders and arms, feeling as much of my skin as possible. I reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her bra, letting the strapless 34C garment fall onto the sand. Pushing her backwards, her hands had no choice but to let go of me, her topless body now on the sand in front of me. I ran my hands over her. Tom turned up for work. He had thought about it over the weekend and in the train that morning. He could not bear the thought of using Clive's office: the things on or in his desk, the keyboard his fingers had touched and which would have defiled his Briony, the chair he had sat in. He went to his own office and said good morning to Susie before ringing Sir Norman's office.Stephanie was clearly expecting his call. "Come on up," she said.He found Tony Herbert waiting. They both went into Sir. “Yes. Fun,” Kellam replied with raised eyebrows, “Tell me something, Blake; would you fuck her if given the chance?” Blake’s pulse beat against his ear-drums at an increasing rate.“Mr. Bridgeford, I absolutely wouldn’t. I mean, that’s your wife. I would never imag-”“Blake…Blake,” he firmly interrupted. Blake’s mouth closed immediately and he stared at Kellam before looking down at the table, “You’re a smart kid. I think you can read between the lines and know that I’m not going to be offended. It would have been a serious mistake if the bracer had not been there, because the blade of the knife hit the bracer with the cutting edge. The knife was pushed aside instead of on its path toward Jake’s abdomen. The cutting edge of the knife was remarkably sharp, and it cut into the PVC bracer for a short distance, but that distance was enough to hold the knife in place as Jake continued to push the knife aside.His other hand was holding his baton, and that he jammed into the solar plexus of.