So, I got busy with my menu, selected whatever looked best, like I really cared, and ordered, then twisted my fork, making patterns on the napkin whil... I waited for the food to arrive.The waitress, Betty her tag said, brought my supper, and said, “If I can ask, would you please eat up? The manager wants to close up early so that we can all get home before the roads get any worse.” Then she left.My seatmate already had her food, but looked at the departing waitress’ back, and said, “And Merry. Dressed in a black skirt suit, black stockings and heels, I walked past the security guard and could sense he was watching me walk towards the lift. I turned and caught his glance as I waited for the lift to my office. Looking at my watch, I knew I had plenty of time to have some time to myself and this very thought was turning me on so much. The lift came, I stepped in and felt excited at what was to come. The office was quiet and the blinds closed. I walked over to my desk and placed my bag. Her childhood was spent at obscure boarding schools.At thirteen she was informed they had died while on active service.Then she was ‘taken on’ by Aunt Gelda who set about completing her “education” at home; often in the bedroom.She’d moved into her own apartment before she was eighteen and knew her way round the private sex circuit of town.Lorraine had found there were good pickings to had from certain people’s devious sex lives.Recently, after a couple of fast years, she had moved out of town. The feeling of Claire’s body against his, and her breath on his neck as they embraced. John shook his head to bring himself back into the room. How long had his mind wandered, surely only a moment as Claire was only just sitting at her desk.Claire had chosen carefully what she wore that morning, her thoughts had been filled with the antics of the day before. She was still feeling extremely turned on, and wanted to give John a little excitement by showing off her legs. As she walked into the.