It was the company accountants who came to the rescue suggesting they find an investment partner a “white knight” who would invest and save the da... in return for a share in the company. The only trouble being nobody they knew was interested and the company was tottering on the verge. Luckily a white knight was found in the form of Toby Whitehall who had bought and sold as well as rescued several companies turning them into profitable firms once more if in fact they ever had been in the first. I gave him a little smile and continued on to my table. I had my back to him and made sure several times to lean forward or make and adjustment so that he could see that I was pantyless. What he couldn't see is that I was already soaking wet and dripping from the anticipation of the whole scene and the fact that I had this stainless steel orb pulling on my asshole. Gravity truly is a wonderful thing. On one of my glances back, Andrew was definitely looking my way and he made a gesture to make. Then I would be gone. We would be finished and for me it wouldn't come a moment too soon. This place was cold. It was dirty, it stank and I wanted to go home. I wanted warm evenings at home with heating and lights and home comforts - it's amazing how you miss them when deprived of them. And even my partner - we had no sex life. We often argued. But at least it would be better than this.I didn't hear from him the next day. To him there was no point seeing me if he didn't want any pleasure to. Emma teased him when she saw the amount of data on the USB drive; he had captured the company plan, some plane landing times, someone's trip to Lapland as well as the floor plans for a refit of the double-glazing offices. The architects had helpfully included the floor plans for the manor house as well and Emma grinned; they were not incredibly detailed but they would enough for her plan her entry and her exit."We could really do with some keys," Emma told Oliver as she poured over the plans on.