Until I realized my locker was right next to hers. I was unbuttoning my blouse when she came in. I couldn’t help but look up when I heard the click-...lack of heels on the tile floor. She was wearing a pair of pumps that looked like they cost more than my first car, pantyhose, a knee-length pencil skirt in black, and tucked in sky blue blouse. Her blonde hair was in a bun, and she didn’t wear jewelry. I wouldn’t call her fat, but she definitely invested well in her gym membership. She’s maybe. .I had nothing to say and he started again and said, ” Why don’t we enjoy ourselves and have fun. I promoted you for a reason..and that reason is that, you can work things out.. you can do great business, if guided properly..”While he was saying all of this..he kept his right hand on my thighs..and slowly slowly started rubbing it.. I had chills all over my body.. I had no idea, what he was upto. He came near to my face and softly said.. “I’m going to take good care of you..relax you..make all. Below is my first story in case you missed it: After my wife (Sally) and I got married we were struggling to pay the mortgage etc. Sally is slim with auburn long hair long legs and nicely shaped breasts - we enjoyed plenty of sex often when warm enough going into fields and getting daring with the possibility of being seen, often behind stone walls next to busy roads and in woods where there could be walkers, we were (as far as we know) never seen.Sally admitted that she is a bit of an. “I can’t come back here every couple of months just to have a quickie or two. And though I have money now, I can’t see flying back and forth with some of my girls often enough to keep the defenses going.”“Moving here for you and your girls is out of the question,” she said and I nodded. “You need to construct a doorway from here to your apartment.”“That would be difficult at the moment, seeing as how my apartment is a pile of ash.”She nodded. “Quite true. Maybe, for the time being, you could.