the lawyer and her secretary

[diluscious]

Rachael:

I ran my fingers roughly across my forehead for the thousandth time. It felt like I'd never get this case ready for court, it was five o'clock on a friday and it felt like id be there till six o'clock next week.

"Becky" I called for my secretary, I had another couple of hours of tapes for her to type out. She stepped in my office in a blink.

'Could you type these put for me?" I asked in a tone indicating it was not a question. She just smiled her evergreen smile and said "Sure". She reached out and grabbed the tapes from my hand while I looked down and kept writing frantically.

"Oh, could you also proofread those affidavits. They're over there on the floor'. I motioned in the corner of my office without looking up.

When I did look up I saw a proud ass stairing up at me, stretching her white skirt to almost breaking point. I ran my eyes up and down her long legs without thinking, her black stockings stretched over them and shining.

"when would you like this all done by" she asked, her head looking round past her round proud rump. I almost fell off my seat realising she might catch me perving on her...

"Err..this afternoon if you could' I said quickly and looked down, pretending to write again.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I thought "well- another late night. I'll probably have to call off my date with that wimp but I'd rather be here with her anyway"

I noticed her eyes glued to my ass. It warmed me to know that she liked the way I looked. I dressed just for her. I would do anything for her. Anything she wanted. Trying to concentrate on the work I did noyte a coiuple of grammatical erriors that needed attentiomn, so marked tghem with a red pencil tgo bring them to her attention, but my mind was on her lustful eyes staring at me, and I hoped that was more inportant to her. It was to me.

 

[Beco]

good one, get the show on the road girls

 

[diluscious]

a belated reply

if ur still out there janey, shall we?

Becky's big round ass kept bursting through from the corner of my eye, I crossed my legs tightly and briefly rubbed my thighs together, the heal of my stilletto swinging loose from my foot.

A thought...just for a second...no more than a flash rushed across my consciousnessness. The brief mention in my mind of Becky's dampened forehead and hair matted across her face thrust into the sky. For just a second i contemplated one of my palms wrapped around Becky's tight ass as she rode my balck strapon like a cowgirl, my other palm pressed against her chest, beneath her white lace bra.

A second it crossed my mind, and I put it away. I noticed a couple of red marks becky had made to the brief that had to go out that afternoon.

"Becky..." I said, not knowing whether the quiver in my voice was from irritation or my arousal at the brief lesbian fantasy I had just had.