I spin my chair around and open the bag I keep in my office for those lunch time visits to the gym. Pulling out a towel, I take once last glace out my...office window to make sure the office is clear. I carefully lower my chair and turn the chair to face away from the door. I quickly unfasten my belt and open my trousers. My hand slips under the band of my briefs and takes my swollen member in a firm grasp. I'm shocked at the state of my own arousal as pre-cum has already fully coated the head of. Katie ragged on her constantly that she'd end up a hunchback. "All brain and no sense," she'd say disgustedly, to which her overachieving sister would retort "Oh, shut up!" to which Katie would reply snippily: "How original" which would elicit a second edict, this one normally more strident, to shut up."Thank you," Lisa huffed, de-shouldering her bag and dropping it on the floor with a thud. She obediently kicked off her shiny black shoes, as did Katie. "Mom, we're home!" she called.No. Tom got an eye full of my pussy , all I couldsay was O My sorry Tom it's on my desk !!! Okkk he said !!! Tom helped me down off the table he didn'tsay a word on the way back to the office . I handed him the file and sat down at mydesk . I told him if he needed some help I'm goodat finding money !!! Tom said Thanks !!! I did some invoices on some big fat insuranceclaims !! Then it was lunch time 1pm . I got up bent over and picked up my bag andwalked out the office just as I was about. When she hung up, she turned to me and Colleen and said, "The transfer went far smoother than any of them expected. Putin is apparently teetering so near the edge, that he dare not screw anything up, and it looks like the money is being redirected offshore, to protect the leaders of the regime, when the ceiling falls in, later this month. That much money should keep them all in vodka for decades, and comfortably living somewhere far from the outraged Russian leadership."It looks like the trust.