I stared at the door in fear. What if she freaked out and reported me to her parents? Again, pictures of me being ass raped by some big black guy name... Bubba in a federal penitentiary were running through my head. "Well! Come inside! And lock the door behind you!" The door opened and in walked Kriss. She was in a short denim skirt and tank top that showed off her perfect little tits. She froze as she stood there, looking at me and then looking at Ronnie. Ronnie turned. "I said lock the door.". I work as a secretary for John, who has been my boss a few months now. I fancied him the first time I clapped eyes on him and knew right away the attraction was mutual. As we got to know each other over the coming weeks and months the attraction grew, and on learning he was having his own marital difficulties with a jealous wife, I decided to spice up our long days in the office with the bit of flirting.As French women tend to do, I talked quite openly to John about relationships and sex. It. Jenny gave him a big smile and followed Julia inside. “We made it, I can’t believe it,” she said when they reached the main room. “Let’s get a drink first,” said Julia and walked towards the bar.When they had two cocktails they sat on bar stools and watched the crowd. Even though it was early, the place was full. Most of the men that walked past them stared at Julia and completely ignored Jenny. She didn’t mind, she was used to it. Julia was craning her neck trying to see if Leroy was around,. She thought of waking someone up to go with her, but who? Christina, her mother, wait, where’s Tommy? She slipped her sneakers onto her bare feet and crept down the ladder from the loft, trying to make out shapes in the dark room below by the faint glow of fireplace embers. She didn’t see anybody, ‘Tommy,’ she hissed as she hesitated at the bottom of the ladder. ‘Over here,’ he whispered, and there was movement over by the couch. Fear and excitement almost made here pee right where she was.