“Mrs. Bitch, about everything, Sterling was delighted with how Marion rocked the new uniform. Sorry, Marion, she requested that we restrict the rout... to only males. Though I have to say, she surprised me when she said she wanted to pay an extra upcharge on pickups and deliveries for that requirement. Yes, it is sexist as hell, but for a ten percent fee per item, I think we can work something out for the women as a result.”Marion burst out laughing. She said that if she knew wearing a. Your thighs are spread so wide, I can feel your calves flexing and trembling, which makes your gorgeous buttocks shudder. Now I bind your wrists , and anchor them to the table top.I walk back around and observe my handiwork. You stand there bent and so helpless, wimpering, shuddering. I take a knife from the wood block, and slice open your shirt, from collar to tail, exposing your smooth white back, hindered only by your wide bra strap. The sharp edge makes quick work of the synthetic material,. I could ... I don't know, take you to Vegas for the weekend on their dime or something."Chance looked over at him, considering. Rick could already imagine the suite he'd get himself as Chance's guide, the champagne he could expense, the coke he could list as "sundries."Chance shook his head, "I don't really have time to take a vacation right now. I'm pretty focused on the business." He laughed, "Unless you can help me fill an empty gym, I don't know what I would ask for."Rick thought that. Again, behind the cover of the curtain they snuck another kiss. But this time it was more passionate and more needy. Chrissy's hand reached down and found Sean hard as a rock. She looked up at him and smiled, "Wanting to fuck me already? You'll get it soon enough... " And she walked away in front of him. Sean stood still for a moment as he watched her walk away, watching her still-slim hips sway and watching her tennis skirt brush the top of her thigh, right below her ass.Sean immediately felt.