Finally she sat down opposite him. Mick tried hard not stare at her breasts, prominently displayed in front of him like yet another dish."Help yoursel..." Amanda pointed at the dishes arrayed between them. Her breasts bouncing pleasingly with the gesture.Mick wanted to help himself, food was not in the equation.As he helped himself to the food, which he had to admit was actually quite nice, he could not but help to notice her fingers. The chopsticks seemed to emphasise the slenderness of her. It was never acknowledge, apart from in my paypacket, that I was the most accurate typist in the pool which is why I got to do our law office’s statistics and monthly financial reports and the managing partner’s complicated reports, his PA did the straight typing as she was primarily employed for her beauty and tits rather than typing skills – well it was common knowledge.’ ‘Wow.’ I arrested my flying fingers in mid-flight. ‘Yes?’ ‘Hi, I’m Gregory Pugh. I’m…’ ‘Yes, our new boss. I heard. He slowly slid his dick in my ass until I was used to it and pushing back on him. He started to fuck my ass really good and we got so into it that we didn't realize my friend had pulled up until she screamed ooo get it girl!! (Knowing the hubby and I had been fighting that day lol ) she went inside her home and left us to our " business ". I gave him my phone to record us while he came in my ass cause I had a plan in my head. After he came in my ass, I pulled my panties and pants up, kissed his. "That blouse lookswonderful!" It's just been a long day," I told her.Lisa nodded. Perhaps she wasn't convinced."Come in here, Bethany!" Carrie called."Is a wine cooler O.K.?" Lisa asked."Please," I said. I listened to my voice as I said this. For somereason, I had turned that one-syllable word, "please", into a two-syllable that sounded like a question, modifying a simple statementexpressing my wishes into a passive pleading. I looked down at the flatfront of my slacks and sighed."Bethany!".