" You're my publicist," Brock pointed out."That wasn't mentioned," Meredith replied. "They wanted to talk to Meredith the fiancée not Meredith the pu...licist. By the way, I think I'm in serious need of some sexual harassment. I figured by sitting on your lap I could at least get a hand up my nightie."Brock complied almost at once, running his fingers through the silky texture of Meredith's fine pubic hair."Much better," she said as his finger delved a little lower. "Anyway, we talked about the. There were very few employees doing OT. We were sitting on our desk and I started to tease her by touching her leg under the desk. She used to enjoy the movements. After I asked her about porn movie she told she never saw any porn movies I told her that I have so many movies in my mobile if you want I’ll show you. At the beginning she was much hesitated and I convinced her somehow to see the movie. Later she started to enjoy the movie. And I was standing beside her and she was getting hot. And. It had poppers either side, from top to bottom, so could be pulled open very easily and taken off quickly. Dark blue at the bottom, fading to white, I’d say, virtually see-through around my boobs, with thin straps around my shoulders, added to which, short length, falling a few inches down my thighs, I knew I’d be looked at, especially as I wasn’t going to wear undies or a bra. Finally, I brushed my hair, took a last look at myself in the mirror slipped on my shoes and left to go out. It was a. The workmen below had cheered. He dressed her up, took her to a strip joint and bought her a lap dance. Her pussy swelled, though she denied any interest. When she refused him her ass, he broke out a wad of hundred dollar bills and laid them on the kitchen table, one at a time until she said, “yes.” On a trip to New York, he surprised her with a sex club and then fucked her in front of fifty masturbating strangers.She knew they would never work. He had seventeen years on her. Still, she wanted.