It seemed never directly her fault that the almost all-men environment in the office had spawned a horde of middle aged men that tried to get her whee...s spinning, uttering comments she would regret within seconds of spewing them.The small (about 5' 5") blonde girl swirled around 180 degrees on her heels and looked the two men in her pursuit straight into their eyes. Red cheeks showed her minor embarrassment as she claimed: "When I go swimming, jackasses!" The guys returned her exclamation with. Punching himlightly on the chest I still didn't step away from the circle of hisarms."What's so funny?" I demand.He still didn't immediately answer. Finally he chuckled, "So I'm yourboyfriend?"Chapter 8So now we had a new joke. Todd would laughingly refer to himself as myboyfriend and I would laugh along, calling him 'sweetie', or 'honey'.My dreams certainly didn't take it with the same humor that we did andin my nightly adventures Todd and I became very intimate. I took solaceat the thought. The girls gasped in surprise, and scrambled to their hooves. Quickly, some oatmeal was dumped into their feeding trough and the girls quickly licked it up. The stable hand then moved behind Sarah and Emily in turn, and forced their ball bit gags back into their mouths. The girls wiggled their rumps as they were led out of their stall by the reins, and gasped as they saw the cart that awaited them. They were backed up between the shafts and wiggled their hips as leather belts were fastened. I work down her stomach, and slap more oil down there, and move my hands up and down the length of her torso, feeling the oil make it slippery and allowing my hands to slip and slide one way and then another. When I am done, she is glistening from head to waist, on the front, in a thick coat of oil, and looks like she’s in her twenties instead of past her forties. I move down, and encounter her panties. She said every goddamn inch. So I take her at her word, and slip my fingers under her sheer.