finally, I'm on the train to Head Office & have got a table seat, which is fab 'cos i've got a tonne of emails to get through. god, hubby f*cks me off; just 'cos I'm going to HO to earn money he f*cking well can't as he's so useless, instead of being supportive I get all this whining about me working with Graham after he sacked hubby. I wondered at one point if hubby had seen this account, but he's too dumb i real life to have a f*cking clue! Sorry for all the swearing, he just pisses me off sooo much sometimes. I'm sure its the juxtaposition between his pointless existance & Graham's suave, assuredness that is making me so randy for Graham. LOL! I would love it if it was hubby that drove me to fuck the man he despises the most. I even ended up resenting hubby more for bad mouthing Graham and had to bite my tongue not to defend Graham.

Anyway, on the train now & away from my idiot hubby. Graham has sent a couple of emails this morning & just seeing his name cheered me up. I'm agreeing with everything he proposes and feeling quite tingly at behaving like such a groupie rather than applying my usual preofessional analysis to his proposals.

Two things I'm mulling over as I type away with my pussy all tingly under my skirt: one is to drop my ppen in a meeting with Graham so that I end up on  my hands & knees before his feet. Mmmmm.

The second one is a temptation to text Graham and ask him if he would like to meet upthhis evening as i'm all alone in the city. This feels like really blurring the line between fantasy and reality & feels so dangerous as I genuinely think if he tried to fuck me I'd just bend over & beg for his cock! LOL! Anyway, back to those reports!

 Allie xxx