" I quivered pushing myself up into the pillow waiting for him to explode and yell at me. I was surprised when he looked at me and said "That a bad th...ng you did, I'm going to make sure you know better next time" He stripped his belt off. My eyes widened as i figured he was going to beat me with his belt, but he dropped it on the floor. I watched in wounder as he stripped down to his boxers, his erect cock was almost sticking out of his boxers.It looked about nine inches! God my pussy was. Harvey seemed very attracted to Selma and it seemed a mutual one. Betty had even overhear him telling her about a modeling job he might have for her. Selma's eyes had lit up at the prospects, and Betty got the feeling that when she and Doug faded out of the picture, they wouldn't be missed too much, at least by Harvey and Selma. She probably would miss Jean, but knew that she wouldn't go on seeing her. Jean, too, was taken with Selma, so everything had a way of fitting together.Doug and Betty. Dishy Dean will be going home a very happy guy tonight."You said it, Amber," he chuckles.We go over to my desk and I tell Cynthia to get the sun cream from our little stash and give it to Dean."Er Amber baby, why's the Dumpster got that stuff all over her ugly mug?" asks Dean."It's part of her plan to win the Prettiest Girl," I smirk. "New look ... Ravioli Face."Cynthia remembers that she looks a mess and asks if she can go to the bathroom. I say yes, sure, but only to have a pee (if she needs. It hadn’t dried and she figured she’d only been passed out a few minutes. My God I’m in the bathroom at work. It suddenly dawned on her that she needed to get herself together and get out of here before anyone happened to wander in and find this semi naked woman lying prostrate over a toilet seat in a cubicle with the door smashed in, her face covered in cum and her panties hanging off her left ankle. She clambered to her feet, pulling her panties up and brushing her skirt down. She went.