The text was from Candyce, and it was a picture. When I opened the file I grinned, flashing my teeth at Candyce. The file contained a clear view of Pe...er with his hand inside his unzipped pants while standing against the cubicle to talk to Mrs Fairley. All she could see was his head. But, unbeknownst to him, and unfortunately for Candyce, she had a complete view of him in profile. I raised my phone to take a photo of Candyce. She was watching me the entire time so she struck a pose and raised. Of course when your title is "head of survey in Magnimar county" you are apparently allowed to be a drooling idiot that is likely not capable of signing his own name.The fine "Reorganization for greater efficiency" plan he had approved forced everyone to work harder to accomplish the same. When he asked for comments on how to improve it at the end of survey year party last week, I was drunk enough to answer honestly. Though the part about pushing it where the sun does not shine might have been. He began to lick my neck, and slid his rough, manly hand to cup my entire cunt. I pushed my hips down, hard unto his hand suggesting that he slide a finger up into me. He did just that. His index finger slid into my tight pussy, and began to pump at a gradual pace. My hands, however, were busy too. I had already put my right hand down and underneath the waistband of his boxers. I could feel his coarse pubic hair scratching my soft, dainty little hands. I wrapped my entire fist around his big. I looked at that face, that gorgeous face. the close set eyes, deep green, mascara to a cat's point, fake lashes, purple red lipstick and that perfect poreless skin. A 14 year old mind with a 20 year old body. I could feel the heat coming from her vagina, it seemed hot enough to cook an egg. Looking right at her, with the light on, it was the only way she looked her age. I had no doubt dressed correctly and done up right, she could get into a 21 and over club. Only very close could you.