My name is Louise and I hold a very powerful and responsible position to the public. Trouble is, though, that my boss is even more powerful.When I wen... into his office at 9.01 am that Monday, it wasn't just my boss that was in the room. The under-secretary was there pouring himself a coffee; but that didn't stop Mr P from giving me the usual derogatory butt squeeze under the tail of my suit jacket.I wore a skirt today - knowing what I'd be walking right into. I also didn't wear any underwear,. Well, I think I'll survive. And I did. I went to pick itup the next day. Afternoon. Yay. I had my hormones here. At home.Mine. Yay. I couldn't believe it. Somehow, I wanted to start even andwith on pill in the morning and one in the evening there was no evenfor the day. I decided I start the next morning.I went to bed excited. I had dreams of my new life. And before I knewit I woke up. It was the next day. Now hurry, I can't wait. I prepareda quick breakfast, Coffee and here we go. The first. ..it was breathtaking. All that happened like 100yards next to a street with cars passing by. After some minutes of pure joy she asked me with a naughty expression on her face: "will you fuck me, pretty please?" I focused my thoughts, smiled about her girlieness and of course said: "Sure my little baby, right here?" Well, she knew the area, put my dick back into my trousers as good as possible and took my hand. "Let’s take your car, I know where." I couldn't believe really how nice and easy. Clothing is minimal. In shorts and thongs I ambled home from the pub. After a few hours respite in the air-con with a couple of beers, I was now perspiring and my head began to throb. Down the road I could hear rock music coming out of an old Federation house, so I crossed over to avoid the din. ‘Don’t you like our music?’ I heard some one call out. ‘Ah, its alright. I’ve just got a headache.’ ‘Well, I’ve got an aspirin.’ The music was turned down and I could hear laughing. The sort of laughter.