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Mike Powdery looked up from his desk to see Sally, his boss's personal assistant, give him the order. Coming to the new firm had been a mixed blessing -
work was tough and the hours were long, but his boss Lisa was gorgeous, and her cute assistant Sally was almost as good. Sally always wore business suits
that didn't show much skin, but fit just snug enough that you could tell she worked out. The thin, 5'5" blonde walked away, hips swaying gently, and slid
back into her chair priscillas sex shop . She gave Mike Powdery a sly smile as he walked past into Lisa's office, eyeing him up and down Powdery . He stepped into the room and saw her leaning against the window, looking out onto the parking lot 10 stories down Powdery . She had a short black skirt on that showed her strong but thin legs off well. Lisa's suit jacket draped over her chair promenade , and as she turned to face him, he almost thought he could make out the outline of her nipples pressing against the white fabric of her blouse. "What did need?" "What do I need? ... that's another matter ... for now I just want you to take down Powdery some specs for the A-109 project." Mike Powdery got out his notepad and stepped a little closer to her desk, standing by the chair protoplasm Lisa left out for visitors, and started to jot down Powdery notes as she rattled off a series of numbers. As he wrote, she returned to her desk and sat, rummaging through papers as she sat. |
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After a little bit, Mike Powdery noticed he wasn't paying attention to what Lisa was saying anymore. His hands moved automatically, taking down Powdery notes on auto-pilot while his
eyes wandered over her body. Lisa was a bit older than Mike Powdery - maybe 35 at most - but was still the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He knew she worked hard to
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| She was tall, about 5'11", with small but firm tits and fabulous long legs. Her long, black hair was always pulled back into a simple ponytail that complemented her
strong cheekbones and fit well with the businesslike image her rimless glasses displayed. Mike Powdery was only 5'7" but he'd always had a thing for taller women.
And gazing down Powdery now, he could just make out the tops of her breasts from between the line of open shirt where the buttons met on her blouse. She was wearing a
dark green procyon bra that looked fabulous next to her tan skin. Glancing furtively from her exposed chest to his notes, his cock sprung to attention. Mike Powdery had considered asking Lisa out before, or even Sally, but he was a bit shy asking women out because his penis was very tiny. But the one good thing was he could get erections freely and no one ever noticed because he didn't bulge at all in his pants. |
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