By the end of the day the chilly atmosphere had gotten to me and just before quitting time I walked over to Betsy's desk. She looked up at me with a "...uck off asshole" expression on her face and I stared right back at her."I'm not going to apologize for anything. You were the one who wanted to play at being a slut and all I did was go along. You should have made damned sure that your idea of a slut and my idea of a slut were compatible before you started playing the game. Remember your "Push me. The salad was served and hot rolls were just coming out of the oven. Yvette held Natalie's chair for her and then poured her another glass of wine."Don't be bashful, Yvette. Help yourself to a glass of wine also." Thank you, ma'am."Yvette sat down and began to nibble at her salad. Dinner was wonderful. Yvette had succeeded in preparing a delicious meal, and Natalie was very complimentary of both the food and the service. When they were finished, Yvette cleared the table. "Would you like to have. I told her the same and that I had been down a weak earlier and had called her house but her daughter said she was working. As Starr was changing positions to sit on my rock hard cock she said that Melanie,her oldest daughter told her someone called twice but left no messages.About this time Starr is lowering her bald pussy on my cock ( she did but a condom on me) and I can not tell you how hot and wet she was. Then she started working those inner muscles and I knew it would not be long before. She was responsible for the computer systems of the offices, and Claire asked for her help. Back upstairs Anna quickly diagnosed the error, but out of curiosity she told Claire, that she would have to copy their harddisk and then replace it, as the old one was worn out and had become unstable. Three hours later Claire was back on the net, and Anna had stashed the old harddisk in her handbag, so she could take it home and see, what those two 'pillars of society' were up to. That Friday night in.