I wanted to thank her publicly for her efforts and advice, it was gratefully appreciated. This is a work of fiction, the names used are fictional. Any...relation to any person, real or imagined, living or dead, is purely unintentional and accidental. * Sherri drove her bright yellow Kia Sportage home. It was after 9:30, earlier than she had expected, or perhaps hoped would be a better word, and she was depressed. She was also a little tipsy she admitted to herself. ‘You should have waited and. Nathan didn’t notice, he continued, ‘I just don’t want our relationship to change the office dynamic.’ I glanced at him, he was clearly ill at ease, but I was beaming, ‘We’ve been through this already.’ I could see that Paula had ceased typing and sat watching us, with her chin resting in her cupped hands, her grin wider than ever. Nathan said, ‘I just like to keep my private life private.’ ‘Yes Dear.’ Nathan chuckled,’Sorry. I know I’m being silly. It’s just I don’t like my personal business. "Hi, Brenda," Bob said as he saw her coming through the gate. Bob felt his cock start to thicken in his pants as he saw his daughter's fellow cheerleader walking into his presence in a little afternoon outfit that seemed to scream "take me now!" and he began to wonder if he could pull just that off without getting himself into trouble."What brings you over this afternoon, Brenda?" Bob asked. He stood, actually hoping that Brenda would see the big hard lump his cock was already making in his. The Captain was insistent she needed no help on the rope ladder but could see she was struggling.Breakfast was a muted affair. It was 9am when it was finished and the Captain sent Delta to help repair the boat with Emma's dad, while the rest of us was to report to the Chief.He was a little overwhelmed to have 30 women bearing down on his villa, but before long we were all out on various jobs. The Captain was keen to ensure Tara was at the other end of the village to me, and the Chief asked.