Shepacked her work clothes and underwear in the box and stashed it inher closet. She resumed her work. Occasionally workers would knock at her door. O... entering,they would be startled and stare momentarily, catch themselves, andstammer on about whatever it was they originally wanted--if theycould remember. Kim was both humiliated and excited. She soonrealized that her ability to remain seated most of the hour was oflittle comfort, because her desk top was glass. She soon found ituncomfortable. I admired her and her courage all the more. Financially she had no problem but the only things she missed out on was love and affection. Her husband was always busy with his own work and hardly paid her any attention and it made me wonder as to why was he unable to see the inner beauty to this lady. I dared not speak this out lest it would make her feel miserable all the more so I chose to keep mum. I tried to liven up her spirit and took one burnt potato and peeled the skin off and hand fed. She would pull it completely out of her mouth and spit on it making it feel nicer as she stroked. After playing with her breasts my hand found its way inside her panties .She lifted her leg giving me easy access to her shaved pussy .Taking her mouth again from my cock she let out a longer moan as my fingers parted her fat lips . I was surprised when two of my fingers slipped into her wet pussy,the last time she was real tight. Deb when feeling my fingers inside her laid back on the bed. When you are taking me anywhere make sure the car is spotlessly clean both inside and out. You always refer to me as 'Sir' and there will be no familiarity. You always wear a uniform during working hours. Keep it clean and smart and without exception you will polish your shoes until you can see your face in them. One last thing, there will be no smoking in the car. Now, have you any questions?" "No Sir." Well, as I said, I needed the job. Sir Alistair Mitchell, was used to being the boss..