She smiled, flashed me a cute dimple and a twinkle in her eye, and said “Thank You.”I was lost for words, I had never seen her outside of work and...was dumb-founded. She filled out the suit with her bubbly ass, and as I found out later, 36 C cup boobs and her hair was long, with a slight curl and hung below her ass. Instant erection!We made our way down to the pool where all the action was, Angela arrived a few minutes later but said she had to leave for some reason or another, I don’t remember,. When she came home from work I would see what she was wearing and if she was in one of my favourite outfits (a navy skirt suit with knee-length skirt, navy pantyhose and pumps) I would excuse myself and go down to talk to her. While talking to her I would be admiring her legs and wishing I was knelt near her gently caressing them. If she wasn't in then I would excuse myself to go to the toilet and quickly nip into his parents bedroom and get some of his mothers pantyhose out of her drawer. I'd. He invited me to join him on the 14th floor around 5pm to see the new construction for our expansion project. He said there were a few things he thought I could do to help him get ahead. My eyes lit up and the electricity pulsed from my lips to my nipples to my anxiously swollen clit. I don't know shit about construction, but I wanted to suck his dick more than anything in the world. That was my cue. I slunk back to my office and can hardly remember shutting the door and sitting at my desk in. The old man was away on business, we’d heard, due back late the following evening. Both days around two Mrs. Periwinkle hopped in her white sports coupe and drove into town. She was a wisp of a thing, no more than five-two or -three, with slender gams and pale, creamy skin. Wearing short colorful sundresses and a big-brimmed white hat, she went into a couple of shops and bought a few things, stopped at the diner for an iced lemonade, and then returned home. All in all she was never gone more.