'So what do you think, sir? Another time trial with the secret suit tomorrow? Or do you have the data you need? Did you record what you wanted?'
That was just what Tom wanted to hear, Andrea putting herself forward to be alone in his company where he could work on her and get her to accept any demands he put on her. Of course it would have to be subtly so she didn't realise what was happening until it was too late. Tomorrow he would give her a larger dose of his 'Recipe' but leave out the sleeping pills, he wanted her wide awake for the next stage.
"Yes Andrea, tomorrow will be fine, I got most of the data I need but there are one or two things I want to check out, I really want to be completely hands on with this trial, you can help me out here if you don't mind me watching you when you put the swimsuit on, I may have some suggestions as to how you can make it easier to get it on and off. One more thing, you seem to have difficulty coming to terms with calling me Tom so in order to avoid any accusations of favouritism you call me Tom like everyone else when there are others around, but in private if you are more comfortable with that by all means address me as SIR, in fact I quite like it."
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Next morning he received a letter from one of the other UNI'S that were trialling the new swimsuits. Apparently the manufacturers had discovered a problem with the material and it turned transparent when wet,
Tom grinned at that, he had seen that for himself.
The manufacturers were recalling them all but this particular University had informed them that the one sent to Tom had been found faulty and destroyed. The coach who sent the letter must be a pervert just like him he decided, when it was suggested that he be present when Tom trialled it. Tom grinned broadly this was an opportunity not to be missed.
That was just what Tom wanted to hear, Andrea putting herself forward to be alone in his company where he could work on her and get her to accept any demands he put on her. Of course it would have to be subtly so she didn't realise what was happening until it was too late. Tomorrow he would give her a larger dose of his 'Recipe' but leave out the sleeping pills, he wanted her wide awake for the next stage.
"Yes Andrea, tomorrow will be fine, I got most of the data I need but there are one or two things I want to check out, I really want to be completely hands on with this trial, you can help me out here if you don't mind me watching you when you put the swimsuit on, I may have some suggestions as to how you can make it easier to get it on and off. One more thing, you seem to have difficulty coming to terms with calling me Tom so in order to avoid any accusations of favouritism you call me Tom like everyone else when there are others around, but in private if you are more comfortable with that by all means address me as SIR, in fact I quite like it."
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Next morning he received a letter from one of the other UNI'S that were trialling the new swimsuits. Apparently the manufacturers had discovered a problem with the material and it turned transparent when wet,
Tom grinned at that, he had seen that for himself.
The manufacturers were recalling them all but this particular University had informed them that the one sent to Tom had been found faulty and destroyed. The coach who sent the letter must be a pervert just like him he decided, when it was suggested that he be present when Tom trialled it. Tom grinned broadly this was an opportunity not to be missed.