She asked me to call her Carrie, so I thought of her as Carrie. "So Maxine, You don't mind if I call you Maxine?" she asked."Not at all Carrie, so do ...ou want to know why I had Blevins arrange this meeting on Christmas Eve? Or would you rather not take on anything new?" I knew that it was Christmas and in the back of my mind I thought I might need to just handle this alone."Sure, I want to know what got Blevins to call me. He is about to retire, so I want to know what got his blood up on a vice. He had stolen several glances at Marianne, hopefully she hadn’t noticed. Her skirt had ridden a little high as they talked and when she gestured excitedly he could not resist looking into the shadows beneath. Hadn’t seen anything but God he had gotten a hard on and had to move quick to hide it. Marianne's top button on her blouse had come undone and he had not been able to resist trying to get a glimpse at her lovely breasts. What a women! Bright vivacious manner with a beautiful smile and. Of course, the devious girl never wore anything underneath which made it even more fun than if she had the standard uniform panties in place.The first thing that seemed out of place at the office was the looks I was getting from the boss's secretary Rose who normally would just ignore me as another young jerk looking to get laid. She never failed to reinforce her lack of interest in me and the way I tended to hang around the young chicks with tight skirts and too much lipstick on their mouth. I. There was a flat place where we could park and build a bonfire. Once we drove down off the top of the hill, we could see that the others had a fire going. We drove my truck up and backed it up to the fire. Once we parked, I opened the tail gate and got a cold quart of Coors. There were 10 guys and Pat and Marie. We were all having a good time, drinking and talking. I was sitting on my tailgate talking to Pat when she leaned in and kissed me. Things started getting really hot and heavy.