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"Oh hell!", shouted Ruth, "not another stupid bitch to deal with? What's happening these days? It's only a few weeks since the last one and for the same stupid, drug-related reason as well."
"That's the third in just over a month" observed Belinda, her boss, sat nonchalantly on a sofa in the corner of the office, legs slightly apart, skirt falling high so that white satin panties and tan lace stocking welts were plainly visible. "Same as the others too, drug dealing. We've more than enough problems finding and training good staff but this dim-witted tart wastes it all, just to earn a bit of extra money; silly cow. They're not poorly paid, so what is it? Do we have a destructively malevolent malcontent on the staff who's yet to be revealed?"
"Beats me" replied Ruth, sprawled across her desk flashing stocking tops and panties, "but we can't continue with this. The Board will begin to wonder what we're doing and our jobs will be on the line. I'll get on it at once and have Helen torture this one before consigning her, if she's still alive, to Jo and her friends; at least I can rely on them, although Louise is still away on holiday."
"Excellent idea" Belinda said soothingly, "Jo will handle it well again, just as she always does."
"I know" replied Ruth, "she seems to almost revel in this stuff. It pays well, for sure, but without putting any visible strain on her. She's always on top of the work, same as Helen and Louise, but no trace of sadism in any one of them, or their assistants. Just as well I suppose."
"I'll make a point of getting out of my office much more, onto gaming floors, in maisons de plaîsir as well as restaurants and hotels. I'll visit all establishments and catch up with regular paperwork when I can; my p/a can hold the fort for a while. Meantime, I'll get Jo looking at the job tomorrow."
"It's been a long day already" declared Belinda "and I've had enough of it. How about we peel off and have some pleasurable girl-girl activity her before we call it a day and go home?"
"Sounds good to me" giggled Ruth in reply "a period of recreational sex will help us both chill-out, afterwards anyway, if not whilst we're enjoying ourselves!"
She sensuously unfastened each of the big black buttons down the front of her dress, a smart pin-stripe well-suited to office formalities, pushed the skirt down over hips, flaunting high-cut satin briefs as she did so. Bending over and sliding the covering down to ankles, she stepped out, draped it over a chair and stood facing her colleague, resplendent in matching black lingerie of bra, briefs garter belt and stockings, rounded off with fashionable heels.
When finished, she looked at Belinda, as her boss slipped easily out of the flowing silk dress which adorned her erotic figure. It was but the work of a moment until she faced Ruth wearing only a tiny silver and black g-string and tan hold-up stockings with pretty lace welts. Her breasts were not large, an adequate handful really, but she had such an alluring smile . . .
Once that lovely orange dress had been hung up, each moved toward the other, wrapping arms round bodies in a warm hug; they knew how to enjoy themselves and would soon be doing so.
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