My boss is there again and our conversation is less polite then yesterday and she tells me that if I’m late again this week I will be docked my pay ...y however long I’m late. The next few days I got into work late and my boss got more angry and frustrated with my lateness. On Friday she told me if I was late again she would be forced to suspend or fire me. I left her office and went home, hoping the weekend to relax would ease things. Monday came round and once again I got up late. I rushed. Charlie looked in on us, "How's it fitting? Pretty fine by the looks of things. I did you a little modification to the shirt free of charge for until you get the hang of these things," she said indicating my arms, she reached down and pulled two strips of cloth on the shirt free. They attached with poppers and secured my lower arms out the way. She fastened the grips that held my lower arms and with my jacket on, it looked pretty normal."Cool!" said Nat."Thank you, Charlie, these are great! I. It was becoming impossible for me to resist anymore. My cleavage was in full view for him. My 36” tight soft breasts were just before him to get licked. ”Has the blouse fitted well sohel”. ”Yes,sure.it is perfect”.he was a bit uneasy and a bit horny. As he was putting my saree in my petticoat i was moving my body thus my boobs jump and get his attraction more n more.”do you like me in this blouse”. ”Oh, you look great. ” ”why”. ”Cause you have great body and you are beautiful” i went closer to. She got up and started kissing me. And I kissed her. I was 17, she was 15. My hands embraced her at first, but then they started exploring her body. Her blond hair, her soft skin and her thin body. Her small boobs and just perfect ass. I swear, it was exeptionally perfect. She was certainly Swedish.We took off and walked the 500 meters to my house. My parents had gone to Finland for the weekend, so we entered the livingroom. I lay down in the sofa, but she sisn´t follow. Instead she started to.