His first words were not what Rachel was expecting. “So tell me, what do you think of Morgan?”“Ah, well, she is nice. She seems to be liked by e...eryone here and can do her job well. Why do you ask?” Stammered Rachel, trying to be as diplomatic as possible.“Well I’ve decided to give her the position of Managing Supervisor for the division. She has proven to be a real people person. She has made such an impression in the office and the staff really like her. As you said her work is very well done. I couldn’t see anyone, it was early morning, the room flooded with bright day light. I didn’t move or run away, just sat there waiting. It did not take long, this time my boob was touched again, but this time I didn’t jump, just enjoyed the way it was touched. The chair I was setting in, was a make-up chair, that I had pulled out, placing me away from the desk. This time, both of my breasts were cupped, lifted and a slow massage was taking place. Looking in the mirror, no one was there, but my. " John said. We did this the next week too. I liked fucking Lauren, Lauren liked fucking me and John liked to watch us fuck and then to get sloppy seconds. He even started to clean Lauren up a little after I finished. I found fucking John's wife in front of him to be a huge turn on for me. Then one day Lauren and I were home alone and she begged me to fuck her which I gladly did. She was a different woman without her husband there watching. But I was uneasy about fucking her too much when John. She could hardly support herself, and now she had an added complication. Bursting into tears she sat there in the small cubical sobbing until she was found by one of the other office workers who comforted her as Lisa poured out her heart, admitting that she was no longer with the possible father, omitting to mention who that father was. * Walking down the steps of the plane at Heathrow a few weeks later Mitch was determined to see Lisa and make up. He had it all planned out in his mind. He was.