We used to crack a lot of jokes, go for lunch together, outing together, late night chats, pulling each other’s leg, we used to share everything fro... our crush to who is hitting on us and everything, we became too close to each other that if the other person is on a leave for that day we would feel bored and have a fight over even that, such became out bonding in just the few months, whole office thought we were couples, but we were only friends. One day all this equation changed, I was. Before I make my entrance I check my appearance and outfit in the mirror. Stiletto heels, perfume and nothing else under my very short black silk dressing gown. I feel empowered and totally in control of the situation as I walk through the door and Jon says, “This is Anne, Alain. Show her why I invited you here and what you have for us.”Before Alain can do anything I am determined to play the vamp and be the centre of attention for two men.“Help me off with my gown Alain” I tell him as I turn. On the ride to the mall she had her dressed pulled up so the stocking tops shown. After parking I went to her door to help her get out of the car. She spread her legs wide as she got out, then as she stood she asked if I saw her pussy? I said yes. She patted my croitch and said good. We hit every shoe store in the mall. She must have showed her pussy to over twenty salesmen. We stopped into Victoria's Secret, she tried on a few nighties and each time she would walk out far enough for me to see.. " You swear you won't tell." I'm not a fucking cop. I already told you I don't give a shit. I'm just curious." Well. . . . you know. . . . I let him do things; like play with my tits, my pussy and my ass. " Have you let him fuck you?" Yes, well he tried to do it, but his thing can't get hard enough. He won't take that Viagra stuff. He's afraid he might have a heart attack, but if I suck it real good he can get off. That's how I got the i-pod. Do you think I'm bad for doing those things? " Do I.