Her name is Isabella and she will explain exactly what the company manual says about how to set up an executive manager’s office.Isabella said, “T...e company manual states that an executive office should be set up to meet the needs and desires of the executive that will be using the office.”Jill looked at Isabella, “Does the manual say anything about what the facility manager is supposed to do?”Isabella smiled, “It says, the facility manager will do everything within their scope of work to. Tracy quietly said, “Score. Let’s get our drinks and go over there.”“Those are the guys who beat Gary’s team today,” Carrie said.“Even better,” Jamie said. “He hates them, and it won’t take fifteen minutes for someone to text him and let him know.”“They’re probably all cheating assholes just like him,” Carrie scoffed.Tracy said, “Who cares? I’m not looking for a husband. I just need some dick.”“Amen,” Jamie agreed.Though she had her reservations, Carrie knew that Jamie was right. Gary would. As she rolled on her side, she put her leg across his thigh and her arm across his chest, which was the only place for it and her head rested on his shoulder. But she had waited too long to stop. Just as his fingernails and caresses continued on her back, her instinctive pelvic thrust pushed her mons against his hard leg, and her swollen clitoris delivered the first electric shock. She trembled from the contact and then her hips thrust again. He sensed the change from relaxation to sexual. Her clit was huge and, apparently, extremely sensitive. She started grinding her pelvis and moaning as I licked her pussy up and down. The noises coming from that woman made me rock hard. She arched her back as I slipped a finger inside her and shortly thereafter she did a crunch, grunted and I could feel her asehole rhythmically contracting as she came. I kept working her clit; she tried to pull away. Too sensitive. I kept going. She finally grabbed my hair and pulled my face away."I can't.