The players: Stella was a bitch, pure and simple, a statement of irrefutable fact. Somehow, in her twelve years working at the small Accountancy pract...ce, she had charmed, or perhaps bullied the senior partner into making her the Office Manager. She was the archetype of the Office Manageress. Quite tall, at around six foot, as slender as a rake handle, with hair pulled savagely back into a bun at the back of her head that you would swear was pulling her face out of shape and taking out the. “By the way Alan,” said Bradley, “I’ve asked room service to put fresh sheets on the bed.”Alan faltered in his steps for a moment. That stung for he had obviously been talking quite intimately with Dawn earlier. DawnLunchtime was a mad rush for Dawn. She did her food shop first and then went to the lingerie boutique. Alan was waiting outside for her. The Basque that she liked was still there and she grabbed it and held it against her. “What do you think?”He nodded. “It looks very nice.”“You. It was all white, and made from soft cotton. I wore it like a jacket, putting on a strapless bra and white hip hugger bell bottoms - keeping barefoot. "We'll see if I can stand to wear shit," I said. May just rolled her eyes, but rooted through my drawers till she came up with a blouse holding some cartoon penguin on it."What the fuck's with you two?" Melinda said, still keeping to her lack of threads "You're the ones in the Program, and I'm the one who's naked." After a week of this shit,. After a minute… "What's out there anyway?" she said with a look about her. "Just come on and let's see" I said.Course we looked, and she saw some of the cocks out there and I think she got a little turned on to say the very damn least. That night was the best fuck we ever had, ever! While I was fucking her from behind, I leaned down and whispered, "Darrell sure has been staring at you a lot more here lately baby, ya know?" "He has?" she said. He really has, he always has, I wanted her to know.