I feel lucky because my job is fun and I get along fabulously with the other girls. We are all in our early 20's except for old Mrs. Baker. We girls m...ke a game out of seeing who can look the prettiest every day at work. Sometimes I think every man in the building finds an excuse to walk through the secretary pool just to look at us. Except for Mrs. Baker, we all flirt with the men. The rumors about who is sleeping with whom, is almost as much fun as the job.For the last several months my. ..“I've already locked up, and I'll be back in a minute with the days receipts..” She turned and left..Sandra was draining her glass as I fixed myself another.“Well Dano, that's the offer that's on the table there”-- pointing at the cash , “and I need to know how you feel on the matter. Do you need some time to think it over?”I gave her a serious look as I walked back to the massage table, again running my hand over the surface..“ I don't care for Stanley, but it wouldn't be right to just walk. “Wow,” Mr. Edwards clapped his hand, “Some of your best work man. That’s really good.”“Thanks,” I glared at my picture, seeing if I could make any more touch ups. “Was it because my mom helped you?” Gene asked coming around the table to look at it, “She said that you fought her for awhile before finally telling her.”The moment she said that, the moment I heard her cheerful voice, the moment I heard the oblivious innocence out loud, my good day vanished like an alcoholic’s beer. I slept her. Her tanned body, she was so fucking gorgeous. I was horny looking at her. We went down to the club, to our VIP table and it was not 10 minutes later the 2 guys came by said hi. I asked her if they could join us as I met them in the gym etc…. and she said of course. She went to the bathroom, and when she returned I could tell her walk was already fucked. I got out to let her in the booth and as she passed by I put my hand up her skirt and squeezed her pussy. No blow back and I knew she was going.