Most of the staff were young hot models brought in specially for the night and they were all looking glamorous and so sexy. Wine and nibbles were laid...on and the store was packed as always for the few hours the store remained open. This is where my tale starts. I attended the boutique as I had done for the previous few years and this year it fell on my birthday. I knew one of the staff working in the boutique as she was the fiancée of my best friend and she was always flirting with me when we. With the way she kept smiling at me I thought we were getting on well.She was easy to talk to. I offered her some Scotch but she surprised meby asking for coffee.She gave me a pretty smile, showing sparkling gray-green eyes and white,even teeth. "No thanks, I want to keep my wits about me."I soon had some coffee ready and I was pouring it when she surprised meby asking me to strip. I was a bit taken aback. That was the first timeany of the women in my productions had asked me to do that. I. If she hadn't gotten married right after high school, she had wanted to go on to the community college and then Law School. But Harold had changed all that.Still, she knew what a lot of those papers were. And in the back of each file were the personal ID cards. Driver's license, Social Security Cards. Some had passports and credit cards. Thinking about it, she wondered why Mr. Smith had them. Didn't the girls need them anymore? She couldn't think of any reason she would give up her driver's. He wrenched his eyes up to look at her face as he paused his show."I reeaaally need to earn $40," she whined."What's it for?"She held out her phone. "New case...this one's sooo last year. I want one with the ring holder on the back so I won't drop it, and it can be used as a stand, too."Mike shrugged. "Sorry, sweetie, but if you won't cook or clean dishes..." Ugh!" Then she pivoted so her legs were wide open before him. He got a quick titillating look at her soft-looking inner thighs before he.