“It’s all about equality!”“Arm candy?” Brian asked, but he was smiling.“Be quiet, look good, and you’ll get your reward!” she giggled....“I know you don’t want to be here.”“Neither does Howard!” I chuckled. “But he likes to keep his wife happy.”“Self-preservation,” Brian laughed. “They didn’t teach us that at the Academy, but you learn pretty quickly! Where’s the bar?”“Scotch, right?”“Yes.”“I’ll get it for you.”I walked over to the bar and bought a glass of scotch for Brian, then rejoined the. I took a scented tissue from the bedsidetable and gently mopped her sweaty brow as I again brushed her soft lipswith mine. "Everything is all right, my sweet" I whispered "just relax". She gavea deep shuddering sigh and took my hand from her soft stomach clutching ittightly. "You are so good and gentle with me" she whispered "I have neverfelt anything like that before. I realise now that with Alan I never had aproper climax and he was my only other lover. You have done so much for mein such a. "Is it his?", Felicia asked. "Yes", she said with a smile. "It's our second." Felicia realized how much cum was now in her panties. Diane reached down under the skirt and up to her soaked patch. "Hmmmm, he got you good", she said patting her belly. "Come with me. Mr. Michaels has some paper work for you to sign." Diane led Felicia out of the room. She looked back at his boss who was typing feverishly. "Like what do I need to sign? That I won't sue him for harassment?" No dear, for your raise.. As my fingers felt between the suddenly slippery folds, and nonchalantly caressed me, I started to read. The ‘day off’ is over. The game continues. Oh, God. I needed two fingers, and stroked myself more deliberately. 11AM This morning. Quick glance at the clock. Little bit of time. I squeezed my fingers between my thighs. Drama Department theatre. Drama? Oh! Wriggle, wriggle. Prop room behind the stage. I’ve been in there. Warm and musty. Crowded with costumes and stuff. Mmmm… Wear anything you.