It jolted her and she looked over at him. Maybe guilt or shame coloured her cheeks but she felt her blush spread across her face. Like a guilty school...girl, caught behind the bike sheds with some young man’s hand in her knickers.He walked across the shop to her. Bill was a little older then her and a calm controlled man whose wife had died some years ago. He had the most intense eyes which seemed to hold her gaze just a little too long. He didn’t make her feel uncomfortable but she felt like he. I looked and could see that all four missile teams were in attendance. “Sorry its late.”“It’s not really late,” a man said. “The girls are the second team to try this simulation.”“Damn!” Ingrid screamed. “I finally get everything lined up and now we’re told to switch missile bodies?”“Brent? How complex is this simulation?” I asked.“It has you switch out the missile booster section and then the warhead,” he admitted. “It’s a way to check and see if both the main and the loader understand the. "She laughed, nodded, then sat down at my vanity."You go ahead, Sweetie," she encouraged. "I'm gonna take advantage ofthis fabulous collection of cosmetics and touch up my face."While I was doing my business, I sorted out the tangle of emotions fromthe afternoon. Once I had gotten over the initial shock of discoveryand Angie's blackmail, the whole thing had been an incredible turn-on.I could not deny I had always been attracted to my beautiful secretary;now, more than ever. She had given every. I had a map of Mississippi and looked up the mileage before we left, it’s just over sixty five miles to Biloxi. I knew we’d be there in little over an hour. Allie had the name and address, and the phone number of the beach motel where we’re staying. We were on our way, with all the windows down and the wind feels good whipping through the car.Allie was sitting in the middle, her feet on either side of the floor shift, her left leg pressed against mine as I held the gas pedal down to run.