Now she was sitting in her office and dying of heat – the bloody air conditioner wasn’t working again. She moved in her chair and inched her skirt...up a little higher opening another button on her shirt. It was lunch time and there was no one in the office except for her- she was in the office because she had to deal with another mistake her new private had made. She was an HR officer and had been serving for a few years now. She sat at her desk in front of a huge pile of personnel records, and. “No, this is my friend John, he’s my guest.”“Okay, hi John. Tell Dan that I miss seeing him here.” John smiled, his eyes taking in the slender looking body of this late teen.“You know you can come over to our home any time you need him,” Karen mentioned.“I know. I don’t need him as often as I used to now that I have Matthew in my life.”“How is it going with you two?”“Perfectly, he’s my one!” She beamed.“I’m happy for you.”John’s head was spinning from seeing so many naked people walking around. "Constance looked left and right, making sure no one was near enough to overhear. "Do you know Bridget?" The receptionist on the fourth floor?" Yeah, that's the one. There's a rumor that our Tommy boy does her in the copy room every Friday after lunch." That's bullshit. They'd get caught." Only if anyone wanted to catch them." Besides, how stupid is it to have sex with someone from work? If it doesn't work out, you still have to see them every day. That would be awful."Constance laughed. "Yeah,. "She told me that we should all go into the basement during the storm, and there shouldn't be any funny business."No doubt she would know what we were up to, but at this point, after all these months of teasing, what happened next was more or less inevitable. The four of us hastily cleaned up our dinner mess and went down to the basement in Ashley's house, which had a couple of big sofas and a big TV. I flipped on the TV and started flipping channels when the girls came down. Abby sat very.