His body responded eagerly to her stroking fingertips, AJ set her on the edge of his desk and inched her skirt up her thighs. He hooked her thigh arou...d his hip and stroked his fingertips upward until her silk stockings gave way to soft skin. He heard Jules moan when his fingertips stroked the silk panties between her legs.The buzz of his intercom startled him and broke their heated kisses. Without letting her go, AJ grabbed the receiver from his phone and barked, "What is it, Tiner?" Colonel. ‘By the way, thanks for the drinks,’ Michael said as the blonde and her redheaded girlfriend, both very tipsy, started for the door, the businessman nowhere in sight. ‘Alex?’ Mitch said to one of his servers. ‘The two at the door, the blonde and the redhead. Get them a cab.’ Alex nodded and moved off to intercept the ladies and Michael smiled and walked over to the table, his wine in each hand. ‘Might I offer you something more…palatable?’ Michael asked her, sliding the Shiraz across the table. "Fromnow on, I'll expect you to wear your own things and not borrow intimatesfrom Tammie or I," Mother announced quite loudly. I turned bright redbut refused to take the package. "Mother," I exclaimed, "those are girl'spanties." "I don't need those things." Mother kept the package held outclose to me. "What's a matter, Jamie?" "You're not afraid of a package ofyoung women's panties, are you?" she asked. Tammie stood there smiling atme. "Those are similar to all my pretty panties, Jamie," she. Richard got up sweating. This bit of conversation revealed to him the extent of his plight. She could blackmail him. Or better she can come with a crowd of relatives and create a scene in front of the house demanding damages. He has seen this happen. In his mind he could visualise the headlines in the popular Tamil papers with all the lurid details, and photos too. A sudden doubt, was she already his mistress? He knew a couple of deputy secretaries who had mistresses, but the women were not.