.. yes.. you're the odd job boy are you. Come here and let me have a good look at you then." I walked over to the woman who was standing in the frame ...f the large patio doors which were open. As I approached her, I noticed how beautiful she really was. As Christine had said, always immaculately turned out. She was perhaps in her mid-thirties. She had a perfectly clear skin complexion and her eyes were penetrating and glowing with vibrancy at the same time. She was perhaps an inch or two taller. Chuckling, I turned around and went into the office. Our offices consisted of one big room with desks and computers and three smaller rooms, a kitchen and two smaller offices, separated from the main area by clear Perspex walls. It meant there was little, if any privacy visually but allowed us to have meetings without being heard. As I entered the main room, the early morning banter fell quiet and all eyes were directed at me. “You made it in then Jo”, said Mandy. “At least you’re dressed. All the time.Just as well that I'm not in an office, I'd be the office slut from dayone and probably would get fired within a few days. Instead I have adecent inheritance and a good diversified portfolio including propertywhich is more than enough as I don't have expensive tastes. My tastesrun more to sticky semen and the moisture from an aroused pussy. So nooffices for me, but even visiting my financial professionals can cause abit of scene. I've toned that way down now, no more raping my. With that she sauntered off toward the front of the plane. I watched her ass as she retreated. It was a nice one.For the next ninety minutes or so we didn't speak much. I continued with my work but found myself unable to concentrate so I eventually packed up my laptop and stowed it away. I alternated between flipping through the in-flight magazine and staring out the window toward the occasional passing lights of some city below. Christy came by twice to get me new cans of beer, each time.