The first female manager needs the first male PA." Thank you, Carol," he beamed. The PA's were the goddesses of the building. Each manager had his own...and they went hotter as they went higher. "And mine has the sexiest arse," she grinned as she patted his butt.The PA's were Susan, a tall blonde ice queen. Karen, a gorgeous curvy black girl, and Alison, Mike's red-haired bombshell. How was he going to look amongst them, he knew there would be whispers but he cared little.As he set up his desk in. Then took a shower and came out just with the towel wrapped around me he was stunned by seeing me like that and I came near him and intentionally reached to the table near him were his face can touch my boobs and intentionally removed my towel and his mouth came to my nipple and his heart beat went up and he was shaking to touch it but shouted what did you do and he again got scared and said I am sorry and I took the towel again and wrapped around me and went into the bathroom and changed the. Callie brushed her lips against my cheek and whispered, “I’ll treasure it forever.”“We haven’t finished the game,” I pointed out.“Who cares about the game?” she countered.I did. “Let’s make a bet on it.”“What bet?”Smiling, I suggested, “Whoever wins gets to do anything in bed.”Callie’s eyes opened wide. Then they narrowed, sneaky. “Anything?”I nodded.“Kay!” She jumped off my lap, sat in her chair, studied the board, and, after assessing her weak prospects for a win, announced, “We’ll start. “Look, let me show you something, it will explain itself. Sit right there.” he said, pointing to the sofa.He inserted a disc into the machine on the wall, above it were four huge flat screen TV’s arranged in a square shape. He walked over to the table, chose a remote then pressed play. I immediately recognized the footage as our past game against Miami. As he fast forward the film, I noticed each play was filmed from two angles. One high behind the offensive line, the other high above both the.