”“And you said?”“I said that when you came by the office you were all business and usually in a state of panic about some contract or legal ag...eement. I told her that sex was the last thing that was probably on your mind.”“That’s an accurate assessment. I hereby give you permission to dissuade me that business is the most important thing in the world. Be mindful, however, of the other men and women in the office that I don’t want thinking ill of either of us, or expecting that they too will. Mom has been out of town all week, going to pick up my brother for the summer from my dad’s, leaving me to look after myself, which is no big deal. She raised me to be independent, and I’m really mature for my age anyway. After all, how many thirteen year old girls can seduce a grown woman? No, my plan all along was to fuck Charlotte’s husband. I’ve been watching him for months. He’s tall, and so hot. I’ve seen him in a bathing suit, watering plants in the front yard before going behind. There was a Debenhams carrier bag on the settee and from it Geoff produced a packet of Charnos plain-top sheer tan stockings, a deep black lace suspender belt, matching black lace full-cup bra and high-leg briefs, and a black A-line minidress with a halter top. As I slipped into these Geoff produced a red bob-cut wig and makeup. Leaving the room he told me to make myself feminine and not take too long about it. I did my makeup in the mirror over the mantelpiece and carefully fitted the new wig.. However, your eyes quickly tell me that something’s amiss. ‘What’s wrong, Sandy?’ I ask concerned. ‘Oh the usual,’ you reply. ‘You know. Rowdy children and obnoxious parents,’ you add. ‘Oh, I see,’ I state sympathetically. ‘Why don’t you take a relaxing shower and rest, while I go pick us up something to eat?’ I suggest. ‘Thank you Shawn, I think that’s a great idea,’ you say with a hint of relief in your voice. As you step into the bathroom, I grab my car keys and head out in search of food..