She was wearing tight jeans with a white tank top. Her nipples were pointing out of her shirt. After taking lots of shots with her, we wound up on the...dance floor, dancing and grinding on each other. I was facing her, one arm wrapped around her neck, the other in the air. Her hands were rubbing up and down my thighs, sometimes reaching up, rubbing the edge of my panties. Our boobs were pressing and rubbing against each other, and my pussy was dripping for her. I pinched her nipple between my. “Marsha, how do you know David?”“He’s been a customer for some years now,” she told Diane. “He’s been giving gift certificates to his employees for a while. He directs them to come to this store and request me to help them.” Then noticing Diane’s expression, she added. “I only know him as a customer. He’s always been very kind and thoughtful. I’ve never seen him outside the store if that’s what you’re wondering.”When Marsha was gone, Diane turned back to view her reflection, studying her naked. I'm the supervisor, Miss. Gregson, I believe," he asked her."Yes. I'm Miss. Ginger Gregson. And I would love to go out with you," she simply stated."Well, shucks ma'am. I have never been asked out by such a pretty woman before. Sure, why not. I'm not doing anything tonight. I'm free to go out with you."As soon as he agreed to go out with her, Ginger told him to just stay there and she would go get changed in a jiffy.She flew into her bedroom, shut the door, jumped into a denim skirt and jacket. " her mind tried to think … "I have to work so I won't make lunch today" "Really I was so looking forward .." Mrs Breitling walked in unannounced. Rude cow. Her petite body had an hour glass figure. She wore boring flat sole shoes. She waived her hand for the woman to read the note she was writing. "Find the Beta project file" the woman walked over to the filing cabinet pulled open the top drawer. " to lunch. Work is pretty quiet but I can't find any files since this new bitch started. " Mrs.