Thank you again. I had better get back to my work.”“As should I, my dear. Farewell.”As I wandered back downstairs, I wondered, what exactly was ...er work? I had never been told what her duties were. Mind you, probably she had never been told what exactly MY duties were!Still, she seemed to spend a lot of time in her office, working on her computer. She did not appear to be working with Dawes on correspondence or similar tasks that normally involve a secretary and her boss. I supposed that he. Theyheaded to the dance floor. Marlena was officially picked up, and I wasglad for her.I turned back to my drink. I was pleasantly buzzed by now.I glancedacross the bar, and two Village People lookalikes were kissing furiously.They were both the motorcycle guy, I thought. How does that work? Well,it appeared they would find a way.Then there was a body squeezing in next to me. "Hello, gorgeous," afamiliar voice said.Becky!I grinned, then I got a bit embarrassed by my surroundings, as if she. It belongs to Granny and Granda," I told her."No. Not this house. Our house. In Devon. Don't let her Daddy." Well I can't really stop her selling it darling. It belongs to Mummy now, not me." She wants to buy Mrs Pritchard's share of the boutique Dad," offered Harry. "She wants to retire next year." She probably needs the money so she can buy the business, Georgie." But Daddy, it's our happy place. We have our holidays there, all together. Don't let her wreck that too!" The tears shone in her. My honest opinion, fuckk her, she's justjealous and I'm about fuck this gorgeous slut...she can go get banged byany dude here and I wouldn't care.I entered my office and being the superb bottle service girl, she alreadyhad a couple of drinks ready to go for both of us. She then saunteredher way over to me and immediately started to feel me up, grabbing my assand started making out with me. She quickly made her way down south andunzipped my pants and pulled my 8 inch rock hard cock out with.