David put the phone down, another seventy five year old willing to give up 30% of her income to him, they were so much easier to deal with than the eighty five year olds who often tried to haggle him down to half.  He just sent them the agreement for half then settled for his usual 30%.   Still another few thousand rolling in each year would do no harm.  He looked round the office and noticed it really needed organising oh well there was always Miss Hall’s personnel agency if they were still speaking to him.  Besides he was feeling in a good mood and enjoyed dealing with them.

 

“One blonde with long legs please.”  “Good Morning Mr. Hinchcliffe, you know you aren’t suppose to hire our girls based on looks.”  “I was just hoping, the last one had very trim ankles I don’t suppose she’s free again?”  “Certainly not, if you remember you sent her a wedding present when I mentioned she was getting married and when I attended the christening on Sunday she thought she might take a few more months off.  Now then do you want another qualified librarian or will anyone do?  And I must say Cynthia pointed out to me that although the girls seem to enjoy working for you they do tend to go off and get quite unrelated other jobs afterwards.  Now what am I supposed to put on the form about the job and the hours of work this time?  Cynthia said that having a look at something and drinking coffee really wasn’t a professional job description.”  He was getting tired of what Cynthia said.  “How about writing a job description?”  There was a laugh from the other end of the phone.  “Yes I suppose that will do.”

 

“I have a very respectable married lady you might like to consider.  She’s recently moved into the area and I think would be available to start immediately.  I could include her resume with a few others.”  She added hopefully.  He really couldn’t be bothered with resumes.  If Miss Hall thought the chemistry would work then who was he to disagree.  Clients on both sides were very carefully screened and he knew the married lady would work.  He had his suspicions about how long her legs were as well.  “Want to just ask her to call me?”  He knew she wouldn’t give him her number straight away.  “Thank you Mr. Hinchcliffe.”  He put the phone down and made himself a mug of coffee.

 

The phone rang shortly afterwards.  “Mr. Hinchcliffe?  I’m Juliana Morrison, Miss Hall’s mentioned you were looking for someone?”  “Would you like to come down to my office at 1457 Bank and talk?”  “Tomorrow morning perhaps?”  This was taking up much more time than he could be bothered with.  “Let’s say this morning 11a . m . my office and if you aren’t here by 11:30 I’ll take it you aren’t interested?”  “But I’m not dressed, I’m only in jeans this morning.”  “I look forward to meeting you at 11a . m. ” He hung up the phone.  Jeans would suit him fine, after all he was interested in meeting her not the person she might be given the chance to dress up in finery that she would never again wear to the office.

 

A rather harassed Mrs. Juliana Morrison arrived in his office dressed in rather faded jeans just before 11am .  David glanced at her, with her legs she’d do fine, she seemed a polite young lady who wouldn’t harm a fly, so he supposed he’d better make it up to her in some small way and think of an excuse why he’d made her rush in.  She was scrambling in her bag, “Now if you’d like to describe the work to me whilst I dig out these samples of my work…” he passed the letter across to her.  “Perhaps you could just sign here?”  “I know they’re here somewhere.”  She signed without looking and continued to rummage in her bag.  David ran a photocopy off for her and placed it on the desk together with a thousand dollars in cash.  “Thank you, but I have an appointment so I’ll just leave you to get on shall I?”  She looked at him and then down at the letter she’d signed.  “But it seems to be backdated to the first of the month and apart from saying it’s an L2 position it doesn’t say what I’m supposed to do, how long the contract is or what the rate of pay is.”  “L2, librarian two I think, I don’t have the L2 rates of pay to hand but I’m certain I can find them in a day or two.  Makes it easier on the book keeping if you work from the first of the month, work out how many hours you need to catch up and we can work something out.  Oh and assume you started at 7 am this morning, the thousand is a signing bonus.  If you want something to do could you read a few manuscripts from the pile in the corner?”  Being a coward he dived out of the door before she could ask any more questions.  Where to go, perhaps one of his favourite haunts, lunch time at the local lap dance club, after all the buffet lunch was free even if the drinks were a little expensive.

 

He climbed the stairs and as he entered the darken club, Crystal stepped out from the gents toilets rubbing herself up against him.  He put a hand out to steady himself and found himself stroking her naked skin.  “It’s OK to touch just as long as I’m not lap dancing.  God it’s so crowded in here today I had to use the men’ gent s mirror to fix my make up.”  “Naked?”  “Well no one has ever objected if I’m naked when I go in to use the mirror.  Besides I haven’t put my costume on yet.”  She kissed his cheek and groped him “Wait here and I’ll slip it on though why when it’s coming off again in thirty seconds I’ll never understand.”  “I haven’t had lunch yet.”  “Piffle, they haven’t put the buffet out yet, two dances and then you can have lunch.”  He resigned himself to two lap dances before lunch.  Crystal had her own unique ideas about what constituted touching based on the concept of an infinite series.  Some geek hold once told her that some mathematical series approached a certain number but never reached so could be considered a form of infinity.  By the time he threw in half a bottle of wine and a plus or minus for accuracy when you take a physical measurement Crystal had decided that in theory your hand could be an infinitesimally small distance away which satisfied the no touch rule but when combined practically with the tolerance on physical measurement meant that if she liked you, and trusted you, she would simply lean forward and guide her erect nipple between your lips just to demonstrate the theory.

 

Crystal came bouncing back in a sheer baby doll and took his hand “Come along, they’re playing our tune.  Do you like the new outfit?  I really brought it just for the stage, it’s a bit too delicate for lap dancing in normally but I thought you deserved a special treat.”  It took ten seconds before she’d undone the ribbon holding the front together and guided her nipple between his lips.  “My you are hungry.” She murmured as he suckled her nipple.  “Now the other one,”  He stroked her back as high as he could reach as he suckled, stroking her sensitive areas.  Then he ran a finger down her spine, all the way down tracing her tiny thong between her butt.  She was breathing heavier now.  The music changed and she lifted herself up and turned her back on him.  He lifted himself up and placing his fingers either side of her nipples he held himself inactive other than gently squeezing her breasts enjoying the sensations as she ground her butt into his hard crotch.  He drew her a little more upright then nibbled the back of her neck and ears.  The music changed once more and he placed her away from himself.  “Two dances then lunch remember?”  She looked disoriented for a moment. Then took the two notes he held out for her before giving him a big hug.  “I enjoyed that, it was fun.”  He patted her bum as she left and after finding an empty table next to the wall he purchased a rather expensive coffee from the waitress.  “She’s taking advantage of you, you know.”  “What Crystal ?”  “No one else wants a lap dance until they’ve had lunch first and Crystal knows if she looks hot and flushed she’ll get more dances.”  “So she’s using me to prime the pump as it were?”  “Precisely she ought to give you them for free, then you could leave me bigger tips.”  With that Celina kissed him lightly on the head and waltzed off.

 

He liked Celina the waitress; she wore a sort of French maid’s outfit, complete with corset to make the most of her breasts.  He’d asked her once why she looked more inviting than the girls, she’d looked at him oddly then said, “Think about it, you’d never manage to struggle out of the corset in less than four lap dances, and stockings are just too complicated to take on and off.  This way I get really good tips but don’t have to bare quite so much of my body.  Oh next time when it’s quiet choose one of the tables at the side where we aren’t so overlooked.”  The next time he’d come in he had.  “Now then just slip your finger over my panties and feel the lace.”  They’d been crotchless of course and he’d left an appropriate tip.

 

He picked up his token and headed for the buffet to exchange it for lunch.  As he had his plate filled he noticed a smartly dressed business woman step out of the office, hesitate, then picked up a plate behind him.  She followed him to his table.  “May I join you?” She asked hesitantly.  He waved at the three empty seats “Take your pick.”  She sat in the next seat to him.  “Thank you, I’ve always wondered about the free lunch here but I’ve never been brave enough to try it for fear of being hit on but you look nice and safe.  I’m Marlene by the way I do the club’s accounts.”  She held out her hand.  They chatted about this and that and as they did David noticed Celina pluck two bills held up in the air and receive whispered instructions.  Celina then approached two dancers one of whom was about to go up on stage carrying a comforter.  One of the notes changed hands, the body language was fascinating with hoots of girlish laughter.  He drew Marlene’s attention to it.  “I suspect something a little different is about to happen.”

 

Halfway through the number the first dancer was laid back on the comforter naked, wriggling her butt as she ran her fingers over her body.  The second girl mounted the steps onto the stage, slipped out of her panties, pulled the first girl up on her knees and kissed her full on the lips gro u ping her body as she did so.  The small audience went wild, the more noise they made the more outrageous the two girls behaved, David was quite certain one was fingering the other.  The music came to an end and the two quickly disappeared hand in hand towards the changing room leaving the comforter on the stage.  “Oh My God, I didn’t know such explicit behaviour was allowed.” Murmured Marlene as Celina mounted the stage carrying a cane chair in a very stylised doll like manner.  She placed it near the centre of the stage looked at it thoughtfully before leaving and coming back with a small cane table which was arranged next to the chair.  The audience was silent in anticipation.  She picked up a pillow from the chair, shook it up then laid it down on the comforter.  Marlene exchanged looks with David.  “I haven’t the faintest but I’m almost certain whatever happens Celina’s dress will stay firmly on.”

 

Celina picked up a feather duster and dusted the table, the chair, the spot lights, mimed dusting in the air and after looking round danced across to the audience where she fluttered the feather duster over two bald heads bending forward as she did so, hence her butt was totally exposed at the rear and her cleavage was exposed to full effect at the front.  The audience grinned appreciatively.  She seemed to realise that those behind her could see up her skirts for she pivoted wagging her finger at them ticking them off, also giving them the cleavage view and the other side of the room the view of her butt.

 

She did an innocent little girl act then floated the feather duster down over first one crotch and then another.  Dancing away she laid the feather duster down on the table.  She rearranged the chair slightly then looked about as if something was missing.  She looked about then her face lit up and she walked to the edge of the stage and pointing at a young lad in the middle of the group she beckoned him up.  He went red and shook his head.  So she stepped down took his hand and led him back to the chair on the stage.  She took off his jacket and hung it carefully over the back of the chair before looking at him with her head cocked to one side.  She had a look of a sudden inspiration and picking up a tie that had been lying on the table she carefully buttoned up his shirt then tied the tie with great care round his neck.  It seemed to take a number of very intimate gestures to get the exact effective she was after.  The lad, who was looking a little bewildered, allowed himself to be stretched out on the comforter with his head on the pillow. 

 

Celina positioned his legs before kneeling astride his head and dusting him carefully with the feather duster.  As she moved forward and back her silk covered crotch brushed against his nose.  She did a small experimental wiggle then sat upright and lifted her short skirt at the front with one hand and explored with the long slim fingers of the other hand.  Once more she mimed inspiration, she lowered the front hem and stretched out to dust his shoes with the feather duster.  The feigned orgasm left no doubt now that her crotch was wiggling against his lips.  The music finally ended and Celina got up to the loud groans from the audience before helping him to his feet.  She carefully inspected him, slipped off her silk white panties before rubbing an imaginary smudge off his nose.  The audience were enthralled.  She straightened his tie once more with more intimate gestures and knelt down before him to inspect his slacks waist band .  She rubbed at the damp patch at the top of his slacks with her silk knickers but it didn’t seem to do any good.  She stood thoughtfully for a moment then mimed an inspiration once again more .

 

She waved to the assembled dancers to come on stage and gesticulated at her victim before standing to one side. The next song started up.  The girls surrounded, and smooched him, you could see their hands wandering all over his body.  First the tie was thrown up in the air followed by his shirt, his shoes, his socks, his slacks.  Celina quietly gathered them up.  He stood on stage in just his briefs as the girls mooned him and caressed him.

 

Celina had quietly taken off her maid’s cap and put on something more suited to a Christmas fairy.  A magic wand replaced the feather duster.  She waved it over the dancers and signalled to the DJ, mist swirled down over the stage.  A pair of briefs sailed through the air.  Next to David Melanie gasped.  The dancers danced around the victim hidden in the centre for another two or three songs.  Celina tapped waved her magic wand and as the sound of thunder came from the sound system, the coloured lights flashed all the dancers fled the stage some carrying the chair others holding hands.

 

There was just Celina left on the stage by herself.  She looked round and shrugged before picking up the pile of clothes and the chair and carrying them off stage.  The audience was silent for a moment and then burst into wild applause.

 

“But what happened?  Where is he?” Marlene asked.  “I think there was a blonde dancer who left the stage in a dress but I don’t recall any of the dancers wearing a dress.”  He hailed Celina over for two cups of coffee after the meal and she stood beside him.  “I’m certain I saw you in a play at the little theatre last week.”  Marlene said hesitantly.  “Oh that’s my real job, this one just pays the rent.  Did you like the little show?”  “But how did you make him disappear so convincingly?”  “Easy the girls just took all his clothes off then we dressed him up in a wig, garter belt, nylons, a dress and heels.  He was too embarrassed in case his mates saw him that it was easy to hustle him off the stage at the end.  Courtney said she was going to take him into the girls changing room and give him a full make up job, but I think she is planning something more permanent as well since her ambition is to land her own geek so she’ll probably smuggle him out back to her apartment then love bomb him.”  “Oh poor guy.” “Oh I don’t know, she shares with two other dancers and it’s my guess since its quiet today all three will head back there and share him.  Actually see that group of four girls leaving?  Notice how the blonde doesn’t quite walk right, perhaps my knickers are too tight for him?”

 

“Ohmygod, it’s true she it’s a more manly step isn’t it but the eye make up.”  Marlene collapsed with embarrassed laughter.  Celina turned back to David and whispered, “I really ought to go and pacify the group even though it’s very nice to be stood here next to you.  I think you ought to just wipe your two fingers when you pull them out as I’m a bit moist today.  Oh by the way its my last day today, tomorrow I’ve got my first film part in a children’s serial so wish me luck.”  She kissed him on the forehead and slipped away into the darken club carrying a paper good luck charm from David.

 

“I just don’t believe this place, I mean I know I say it with my own eyes but I just don’t believe it.  I know I should be none judgemental, especially as they pay me to look over the books but how exactly did your fingers get covered in whatever it is?  No don’t tell me I can guess.  Still I suppose background information on clients is always useful.  Tell me more about the Champagne room and lap dancing.”  “What would you like to know?”  “Well how long does a session last?”  “You pay by the song.”  “So the girl wiggles in front of you naked without touching you for three minutes?”  “Yes.”  “It doesn’t give her very long to get aroused does it?” “Three minutes no but sometimes I have a half hour which is quite different and allows more build up time and if the girl accidentally brushes up against you that doesn’t count as touching.”  Marlene closed her eyes.  “Oh well somethings just have to be experienced I suppose.”  “Does that mean you’re offering a lap dance to me in the Champagne room?”  “God why not, there must be something decadent in the air around here.”

 

David led the way to one of the Champagne cubicles.  “May I have thirty minutes?” he asked with interest.  “How much does that pay?” enquired Marlene, David replied, “So much, no wonder there are plenty of willing dancers.  Can you wait a moment whilst I borrow a coat hanger?”  “Not a problem I’ll just rinse my hands.”

 

Marlene took her jacket off and hung it on the back of the chair before taking her silk blouse off and hanging it on the hanger.  The jacket followed and she wiggled out of her slim tight skirt.  “You can tell its my first time can’t you, I’d have chosen more casual clothes that I could discard on the floor without worrying about if they’d get creased if I’d known.”  “Ah but what about the professional image?”  Marlene shrugged her shoulders.  “Do you like what you see so far?”  “Definitely”  she hitched up her chemise so he could better admire her matching garter belt and stocking tops.  “Well you ought to it’s my ‘in case of accidents to make a good impression on the doctor’ lingerie set, its going back if it doesn’t make a good impression but I see from the beads of perspiration on your brow either its grown warm very quick recent ly or it was worth every penny.”  David just smiled and admired the view.  Marlene slipped her chemise off and after carefully folding it on the chair her pretty half cup bra followed.  The hands over her breasts slowly moved revealing her nipples.  She looked steadily at him, “They’re all real , natural me.  They aren’t too small are they?”  “They look perfect to me.”  She blushed at the complement “I’m suddenly very nervous about this.”  “We can stop now if you’d like.”  “No I’m determined to go through with it.”  “Perhaps if you put your chemise back on and covered yourself up a little you might be more comfortable?”  She nodded gratefully.

 

“Right ready, if you like to start the thirty minutes.”  He pressed the start button on his watch and Marlene started to wiggle in front of him.  “I’m not certain what to do, it feels odd you sat down there and me dancing up here.”  She took his hand and drew him up then kissed him tentively on the lips whilst slow dancing against him.  “Is this the right sort of thing?”  She enquired running her hands slowly over the front of his shirt and kissing more deeply at the same time.  “Well this is a lot more intimate than the dancer would normally be, it’s quite unusual to be kissed.”  “Forgive me I’m aroused already from what I’d seen onstage and I was just getting my dose of hormones.”  She started to unbutton his shirt and run her fingers through the curls on his chest.  “Hormones?”  “Umm what little boys have in their mouth that affects little girls when they kiss, you didn’t pay attention in your biology lessons now did you?  Yours are very, very effective, by the way I’m sort of melting inside.  Am I suppose to be enjoying this as much as you?”  David shook his head and laughed.  He sat back in the arm chair and pulled her gently into his lap.  “Why not?”  He brushed his fingers across her breasts and watched as the nipples hardened under her silk chemise.  Cocking his head he asked innocently “Is this the right sort of thing to do?”  She wriggled up against him and kissed him in reply.  Her clothes got more and more disarrayed as their hands roamed each others bodies until she finally pealed off her damp chemise.  “Open wide.”  She manoeuvred so that she could ease her breast into his mouth pushing her erect nipple across his tongue.  “Well you did say I was allowed to accidentally brush bits of me against bits of you.  Suckle nicely and you can do the other one.”

 

By now she had taken his hand and was openly masturbating herself with it.  “My god, you get all the power and control, you get well paid and with the right guy I can see the attraction of becoming a dancer although I’m not certain I could sustain this level of arousal all day every day.”  She stood for a moment or two and after a slight hesitation slipped her panties off before mounting the wings of the arm chair with her legs apart.  “Come forward a bit, tongue out, I’m not certain I can balance for this.”  She ground her cliterous against his tongue, “I’m sure I should be paying you for this.” and arched her back holding his head against her crotch.  The music played on as she first flushed then slowly hit her climax.  “I probably wasn’t supposed to do that was I?  I know I should be concentrating more on your pleasure.”  She lent forward and caressed the back of his neck and shoulders pushing his shirt down at the back so she could glance at the label.  Another shudder ran through her as she did so, then she simply curled up in his lap and kissed him gently for the rest of the time guiding his thumb to the side of her cliterous and giving little purrs of satisfaction as his finger wiggled gently inside her.

 

“Do you think I’ll pass as a lap dancer then?”  She queried “Well that was certainly different and very pleasant.”  He took out his wallet and counted out the fifties to her.  As she dressed she pulled out a business card from her bag.  “If you’d like to do it again sometime call me and I could cook you something first.”  David eyebrows raised “Do you give such invitations often?”  “Oh no it’s the first time I’ve ever made the offer, I think I just like the feel of your made to measure shirts.”

 

Feeling he’d missed something vital in the conversation but trusting his instinct for survival he decided to steer clear of the club for a while.  He dropped into Miss Hall’s personnel agency and wrote a cheque out for 20% of Juliana’s annual salary and watched her face light up.  The phone rang and he nodded for her to take the call.  “I hear congratulations are in order my dear.”  Her face fell a little. “Well if you’re very sure I’ll see if I can find you something else but things are a little tight at the moment even for us.  Why don’t you give it a month and see if it grows on you?  Most girls like working for Mr. Hinchcliffe but I must confess he can be a bit naughty at times.”  “He hasn’t even told you what your salary is now that is naughty of him, I understand it’s the equivalent of the city’s senior librarian grade but if he doesn’t give you the details today get back to me tomorrow and I’ll have a word with him.”  She put the phone down, and looked at him sternly.  “I must go I have her paperwork to finish off.”  “And see that you do.” Came the rejoinder.

 

When he got back to the office Mrs. Morrison was sat in a chair waiting for him.  “A Mrs. Taylor rang could you mail her copies of her books that you’ve just published please.”  “Tricky that as I don’t have copies in the office, wait a minute I’ll copy them onto a Cybook then perhaps you could drop it in a padded envelope and drop it in the mail and I really ought to put you into the computer system.”  He crossed over to her desk and after logging in he brought up the human resources admin screen.  “We’re a small company but I have an agreement with another company to do our payroll and benefits.  Could you fill in the blanks?  When you’ve finished I’ll show you the link to pay and benefits.”  He left her to fill in the blanks and picked up a Cybook to copy Emily Taylor’s books on to.  He then copied fifty manuscripts from would be authors onto another for Mrs. Morrison to review.

 

“Finished?”  He asked as she looked up.  “I think, it just needs an authorisation code and it’s done.”  He typed in the authorisation code and after logging out and logging her in under her new account he brought up the pay and benefits screen then left her to it.  David picked up another manuscript to read through.  “This can’t be right.”  He looked up and gave her a questioning look.  “According to this an L2 is a senior project manager.”  “Does it matter?”  “Well I’m not a senior project manager.”  “I could give you Mrs. Taylor’s books as a project if you like.”  “The pay’s wrong, I can’t possibly accept it.”  “Are you sure?  I looked through my budget and that’s the amount I budgeted and can afford.”  “It’s too much.”  “That’s easy I can just give you some additional responsibilities.”  “Such as?”  Came the suspicious reply.  “Get Mrs. Taylor to write us another book?”  “Be serious, can’t you change the code and the pay?”  “Sorry no, I only have the instructions to add some one and to delete someone.  I simply didn’t have the time and was to mean to take the week’s training course to find out all the other things I could do.  However if you’re quite certain you can’t work in that grade I could delete you and get some one else but I’d ask you to explain to Miss Hall why I want my money back, she seemed be very satisfied with the cheque I gave her this afternoon.”

 

She looked at him and shook her head.  “You’re quite mad you know but I guess I’m stuck with you aren’t I?”  He beamed at her and held out his empty coffee mug.  “OK additional responsibility it is but don’t you dare tell any one I make your coffee.”

 

Mrs. Morrison settled in fairly well and they developed a routine where she would handle the post and emails to the printers and he handled the other side of things.  They both filled in their working hours reading their way through the slush pile.  She made the coffee in the morning but David made it in the afternoon.  Gradually she came to handle more and more of the day to day running of the office giving him time to relax a little more and dabble in the web site.  He noticed she penny pinched on little things like printing both sides of the paper, saving paper clips and so forth which he’d never even thought about.  Still it gave him time to set up a second publishing site and he used the submissions that he wasn’t interested for his other lines.  He made them available for sale in electronic format and passed the income less his 30% for overheads back directly to those authors who were interested in this format.  It was interesting to see which authors and type of book was selling well in this free for all jungle.

 

As Mrs. Morrison became more used to his ways so she started to relax it took two months but eventually she announced.   “This is silly, I’d much prefer it if you were to call me Juliana.”  He acquiesced and suggested she call him Dave.  That lunch time he decided to go for a walk around the building.  He was inspecting a new retail store that had opened, he always like to see retail at street level, when a young lady carrying a tray with paper coffee cups and paper bags of food approached the door so being the gentleman he was he held it open for her.  “Want to come inside and have a closer look, it’s our first day so we need customers.”  He started to say he really didn’t think when she dropped the tray onto a nearby table and took his arm to guide him in.  “Now surely you have a wife, girlfriend, secretary, all three? We do gift certificates.  I mean all we want is your money.”  She added earnestly. 

 

He confessed that all he had was an admin assistant who although would look splendid in their creations was not the sort of person he dare give an intimate gift to, and she would be far too penny pinching and practical to buy their products.  A second young lady came out from the back of the store.  “But if we could persuade her to accept and wear them you’d be willing to pay?”  “I don’t see how but yes I’d be willing to pay.”  “Jenny will think of something.  I never even thought we’d manage to open the store at all but we have.  I think we’ve invested every last penny we have in fittings and stock so now all we have to do is sell the stock.”  He was bit perturbed at this when new stores opened it takes time to build up trade and without a cash cushion they may not even be able to pay the rent.  If they went under it would reflect badly on the building and might even put a few tenants off, rather than have the units sitting empty it was better to have something happening in them.  He looked around everything was well laid out and the goods looked top quality.  “Do you have a pen and paper handy?  I’ll do you a deal if you can manage to get Mrs Morrison to accept and wear some lingerie from the store I’ll pay for the lingerie and throw in a gift card for you.  What unit is this?”  He wrote one year rent free on the paper and signed it then picked up his mobile.  “Hi Irene, can you modify the records for ground unit 23 to give them a free years rent?  And call back when it’s done?”  He turned to them, “Takes a couple of minutes.”  Irene called back twenty seconds later “Done.”

 

“That’s it?” came the incredulous question.  “If you ring the rent office and ask them when your next rent is due I think you’ll find they’ll confirm it.”  He watched as they called and their mouths drop open as they heard the answer.  “Jenny get thinking fast.”  Jenny sat down and sipped some coffee then looked up at him.  “You don’t mind looking a little foolish in her eyes?”  He shrugged “Whatever it takes.”  “Right we need to know her measurements so I think we’ll invent a niece called Taylor Ashley .  What’s the office phone number?”  She picked up the phone and dialled her whole persona changed “Hi is Uncle Boring there?”  He cringed as he heard one side of the conversation.  Finally she replaced the receiver and scribbled out his instructions on a scrap of paper and handed him a pair of fluffy pink slippers.  “Well now I suppose we’d better show you our stock.” 

 

She led the way to a large changing room at the back of the store picking out one or two items as she went.  “Now this one is a particularly fine example of Embroidery Anglais.” she held up the garment so he could admire it.  Tania shook her head “I think he’ll need to see them modelled, men have no imagination.  Pass it over.”  Tania undressed in front of him, Jenny looked a bit taken back.  “Don’t be such a prude Jenny, I’m certain he’s seen a naked body before and with some of our lingerie lines there isn’t much left to the imagination anyway.  Let’s face it at the price some of our upper end ranges are they’ll need all the help we can give them, besides I enjoy flaunting my body sometimes.”  She picked up the first item and slipped into it.  He must confess it looked much better on.  He nodded his approval even when he heard the price.  Tania stripped off again and did a reverse strip tease starting with stockings and garter belt then adding items until finally she was clad in a chemise over the top.  She came and sat on his lap.  “Now just feel the material.”  He ran his hands over her body “See how fine it is.  Almost as if there’s nothing there at all.” She added mischievously.  “And of course there is this variation.” Murmured Jenny standing there in an identical outfit except the bra seemed much skimpier and framed her perfect exposed hard nipples, the thong seemed to be missing the centre bit of material leaving her blonde pubic hair completely exposed.  She walked deliberately over to him and bent down so her nipples pushed between his lips.  “This is of course the nothing there variation.”   He kissed her nipple lightly and moved his head away, “But let me guess twice the price of the more respectable version?”   She laughed “Right but it takes more skill in placing the stitches in just the right place.  Shall I add them to the order?”  He nodded “She’ll never accept them never mind wear them.”  “Trust me.”  How many people had said that to him in the past?  He raised an eyebrow and received a kiss on the lips from Tania.  “Just watch her work her magic, Jenny can do anything.” 

 

Jenny distracted him with yet another gorgeous creation that Juliana he was sure would look fabulous in.  This one had panels that hid and revealed her body as she moved.  He nodded again.  Tania asked him to do the hooks up on a corset that seemed to cup her breasts yet leave the essentials exposed at the same time.  Needless to say the list was rather long by the time they’d finished.  Tania had been scanning in the bar codes as we went.  “The grand total comes to $23,843.86” she announced in awe.  A little higher than he’d expected but there again they deserved something for their troubles and no doubt it would help the shop get established.  He wrote a cheque for the full amount and added a small sum for the pink slippers whose exact purpose he had yet to determine.

 

“Right off you go and be careful not to leave the instructions anywhere incriminating.”  “That means where she can come across them.” Tania said “Jenny’s good with long words.”  “And you’d best take Tania to Sam’s tomorrow morning to help pick out a suitable blue whatever.  Oh and do you work in the building?  Which entrance do you leave by and can you leave with her tonight so I can catch a glimpse of her.”

 

He left forgetting to take his pink slippers with him, oh well he was certain they’ll arrive sometime and he wasn’t too concerned about the cost of a pair of fluffy pink slippers.  When he got back to the office Juliana was grinning widely.  “Hi Uncle Boring your niece rang and quote “Tell him I want a real present this year that he’s picked all out by himself and a suitable place to look would be Sam’s on King Street third rack on the left in Navy Blue.”  Oh and she’s quite prepared to spill the beans about what you where exactly you were when Great Aunt Annabelle had her last family gathering if you don’t come through with the goods.”  He looked suitably horrified, Sam’s was the sort of garish store that no one over twenty in their right minds went into.

 

“I don’t suppose..” he started, she broke into laughter, “Not a chance buster.”  He offered her overtime at double the normal pay rate, she laughed again.  “I might come with you to see what a disaster you make of it.” she added mischievously.  “Since I know very little about clothes sizes and since she’s about your size how about at least writing down your measurements for me as somewhere to start?”  Laughing she wrote them down for him, later that afternoon he slipped back with them to the store and was handed his pair of pink fluffy slippers in size three for his troubles.  “Now look after these and the day after tomorrow send her down early say nine thirtyish to change them for to size six as you brought the wrong size for Great Aunt Annabelle.”

 

The next morning he collected Tania and together they entered Sam’s.    The assistants seemed to be heavily into gothic gear, wearing knee high leather boots and other such fashionable garments.  To say he felt out of place here was an understatement.  Tania seemed to know where to head and soon they were going through racks upon racks of clothes looking for a blue garment, difficult as the flashing coloured lamps and rotating mirror balls seemed designed to conceal colours rather than reveal them.

 

One of the Goths approached and shouted over the thumping music, “We have a more sober selection designed to appeal to the over seventeens at the back that might appeal to you and your slut complete with very private changing rooms or I can look after you personally.”  Tania hit back with “I’m quite capable of blowing him myself ta.”  When the assistant wandered off she whispered, “It’s all commission here, to get a $20 sale it’s a BJ, for $100 it’s a free std.”  She carried on searching through the racks passing him various garments to hold.  “I can’t decide, I don’t suppose you could spare a $50 bill?”  He acquiesced and she wandered off returning with a Goth salesperson in tow.  “I think Raven here has just the right sized boobs so come along off to the changing room.”  All three of them entered the cramped changing room.  Tania held out her hand and he placed the $50 bill in it, she passed it to the Goth.  “You have to pay at the till.”  “We know that.  Could you undress please?”  The Goth took the bill and after holding it up to the light she quickly unzipped her micro length skirt and let it fall to the floor leaving her industrial black fishnet stockings, garter belt and a surprisingly feminine pair of silk knickers covering her legs.  “We aren’t supposed to entertain clients during working hours so it had better be a quickie.”  “Top as well.”  The Goth shrugged “The client is always right.”  She peeled off the top before quickly unzipping Dave.  “No actually we want you to try a few things on.”  “Oh condoms with knobbles on, I’ve got some in my bag somewhere.”  She bent down towards the floor pointing her tempting butt in his direction.  He thought he’d better take a hand here.  “If you’d just like to try these on we can get some idea of which would be best for my niece.” The Goth looked puzzled.  “You mean you don’t want a quickie or blowing or to see me eat your slut out?”  Tania smiled “See I told you she’d do.  My boobs are a bit smaller but yours I think are just the right size.”  The Goth preened, “They are my best points.” And put on the first garment.  Tania had her try the others on and eventually they settled on the backless halter neck one one that seemed to cling and just cover the essentials.  “Are you quite sure you don’t want a quick blowjob?  It’s no trouble we’re usually quiet at this time of day, or if you’re local I could pop by to your office at lunch time.”  He mentally shuddered at the thought.  “I think you’re cute, I do overnights at a very reasonable rate, or a monthly exclusive if you like.  How did you know I was called Raven by the way?”

 

Tania translated for him, “Aren’t all the Goths who work here called Raven?  By the way the guys she shares with hog the bathroom and if you’d let her move in with you it would save her paying rent.”  “I never thought of that, best ask for Stephanie Raven if you want me.”   “Could we have two matching thongs?”  “Yeah sure no prob.”  Stephanie Raven just took them off a second dress.  “Why did we want two thongs?”  He whispered to Tania.  “Well you want Juliana to wear one when she tries it on don’t you?”  He was getting thoroughly confused by this time so said no more he just looked puzzled.  “Curiosity will make her want to try it on, trust me.”  Stephanie Raven gave him a kiss on the cheek, gro u ped him with her right hand as she handed him the bright fluorescent pink bag emblazoned with Sam’s in contrasting black on the side with her left.  “Come again soon.”  She yelled over the thumping music.  Tania zipped him up before they went out onto the street.

 

Juliana took one look at his look of exhaustion, “Sit down I’ll make you a coffee, how was the shopping trip?”  “An experience I’ll forgo in the future no matter what the blackmail threat.”  She returned with a coffee and placed it in front of him.  “Now let’s see what you’ve brought.”  She held up the dress in the light from the window.  It looked a lot thinner and more insubstantial than it had in the coloured lighting in Sam’s.  “Ohmygod well I suppose you couldn’t try it on first.  I don’t think it’s the sort of thing she’ll be able to wear in public.”  “Why not?”  He asked puzzled.  “Better show you hadn’t I?  Out you go then.”  She shooed him out of the main office into the reception area, where he sipped his coffee until she opened the door.  “Come in.”  She walked across the office over to his desk and lent forward to pick something up.  He could see the tiny blue thong framed with blonde pubic hair.  She looked over her shoulder at him and asked sultrily “See anything you fancy?” before turning round and holding the front of the skirt up two inches so he could see her underwear.  “This is a teasing dress, the sort you might wear for your husband if you’d overspent your dress allowance for the month.”  Mentally he made a note that if he got married his wife would be given a very small dress allowance.  “It might conceivably be worn to get a raise out your boss.” It was certainly getting one out of him.  “It is not at all suitable for a young girl especially to be worn in public.”  She sauntered up to him quite confident she had his full attention and turned her back on him.  “Imagine we’re on the subway and the train lurched”, she fell back into him wiggling her butt until it framed his stiffening rod.  He put his hands on her hip to steady her and she guided one under the slinky material to her breast.  He tweaked her nipple with his spread fingers just as Stephanie had said she liked.  “It’s impossible to even wear a bra under it.”  Her voice sounded just a little bit huskier now.  She twisted round in his arms and squirmed against him , .  S s omehow the spaghetti strap slipped off her shoulder as his hands caressed her exposed butt and back.  She lifted her lips to his and they kissed lightly at first then the kiss deepened as her arms slipped round his neck.  They broke the kiss and she just looked at him shaken.  “OhMyGod, I was only trying to show you the dangers of wearing something like this.  It sort of brings a gleam to a man’s eye, which is very flattering and very arousing.  Now out you go whilst I get dressed again.”

 

He took the opportunity to walk down to the café in the next block that sold five different types of chocolate cake.  Selecting one of each he carried them back to the office.  “Two to take home with you, one for me to take home and one each for us now.”  “Don’t think you can get round me by bribing me with chocolate cake.”  He slipped away to fill the kettle, returning with two mugs of coffee.  There was a smear of chocolate on her lip that he was tempted to lick clean but he thought he’d better refrain.  She glowered at him as she sipped her coffee and ate a little more cake.  “Remember I’m a respectable married woman and if we’re to continue working together you must respect me.”  Respect her anyone who could kiss like that had his respect.  “Yes ma’am.”  Seemed appropriate.  Her expression softened towards him and she gave him a peck on the cheek and a little hug.  “Oh well I suppose I was just the tiniest bit to blame as well.  I thought my control was better than it was.”  He looked at her thinking I’d really better not say “Yes Ma’am.” again or he might get thumped.  “Don’t even think it.”  “You mean I’m not to even dream of you if I don’t tell any one?  Might be difficult that after today.  Once we’ve packed up Taylor Ashley ’s blue thing I think you’d better take the rest of the day off.”

 

He picked up a box partially filled with tissue paper and Jill folded up the dress and laid it in.  He picked up the tiny matching blue thong to lay it on top but before he could do so Juliana went bright red and snatched it from him.  “I think that’s the second pair, the ones you didn’t wear.”  She went even redder and handed them back to him to be laid on top, then he folded the tissue over and closed the box.  “I think I’d better rinse these through then keep them don’t you?” came a small voice.  He nodded agreement and left with Taylor Ashley ’s box.  Jenny being the same size as Juliana was quite happy to accept it, to get rid of the evidence as she put it.  

 

The next morning he sensed that Juliana was still a bit embarrassed about what had happened.  She was more than happy to slip out and change Great Aunt Annabelle’s pink fluffy slippers to a size 6.  When she came back she had a bemused expression on her face.  Tania followed behind with a small cart loaded with boxes.  “Let me guess they had a sale on and you brought up the store?”  He joked anxious to hear how Jenny had pulled it off.  “Not quite, let me show you.”  She opened a box at random and lifted out a delicate pure silk chemise.  “Notice the embroidery?”  He looked to see her name embroidered on the hem.  “They’re all the same, Juliana is embroidered on every single garment.  A full bridal trousseau purchased by the groom for a girl named Juliana and then the wedding got called off when he found her in bed with the would be best man.  I had to sign a declaration that my name was Juliana and that I didn’t know the would be bride and it was mine.  As the store manageress said it had all been paid for and how many Juliana’s in the world are there with my measurements?  They’d agreed that after a month the first right sized Juliana how came in would be given it.  I’m not even sure how many boxes there are or what’s in them we just tried a few things on and they fitted perfectly, bit like Cinderella really and the glass slipper.”  She giggled “I’m not even sure if they are all my colour but the price was right and as she said it would clear the stockroom out.”  Tania grinned from behind her and he did my best to keep a straight face.  “I thought if I brought them back to the office I could take them home slowly.  I’m not sure what Dan will say to all this.”  She opened another box and pulled out what looked like a quarter cup bra then thrust it back again blushing.  “And no you can’t have a fashion parade.

 

Tania came back twice more with a laden trolley each time.  Eventually He packed Juliana off home in one taxi and followed with more boxes in the other.

 

The other woman in his life rang “Hi Dave I have a feeling something fishy is going on in Pittsburgh .”  Bother, “Send me the database backup by courier.”  He had great respect for Irene’s feelings having seen them before.  He looked across at Juliana, dressed in a skirt these days with seamed stockings unless he missed his guess, just the slightest hint of a garter bump on her thigh.  “Know anything about data mining?”  He asked hopefully.  “Well we did some for the course.”  It took them two weeks to find it, a 14% average difference on one particular company’s products that had been signed off locally instead of purchased through central purchasing.  The local office was encouraged to use central purchasing but was allowed to make emergency purchases.

 

He gave Juliana his camera so she could take photos of any documents they might need and they caught the earliest morning flight to Pittsburgh in a very full tiny propeller driven aircraft, declining a later flight option with a free ticket to anywhere at the airport.  He called Irene on the cell on arrival and they took the pre-booked limo into town.  Juliana saw to that as she said it was cheaper than a taxi.  They were met by security at the door to the building and after showing his credentials they called some one from human resources to meet them on the 19^th floor at the elevator’s door.  He took the two security men with him, leaving the group at the elevator and walked into the VP’s outer office and asked to speak to him.  “I’m sorry he’s in conference at the moment with a salesperson from Spauldings and he’s fully booked this morning.”  He pulled out the same request written in a letter over his signature and handed it to her.  She looked at the letter and then haughtily at him “I don’t care who you are you can’t see him and that’s final.”

 

David spoke into his mobile the cell and the HR person arrived.  “Ms whoever it is has written instructions that she says she can’t follow.”  The middle aged HR person looked horrified, he didn’t think she’d been in this position before.  “Well if the VP is busy I don’t see what we can do.”  “Call Irene please.”  She did then turned to the administrative assistant.  “I think you better do as you have been instructed.”  “I couldn’t possibly.”  He nodded to the first security guard who was stood at the corner out of sight “Just make sure she tries to contact no one.”  And he walked to the door and opened it with Juliana on his heels.  “Who the fuck are you , get out!”  He could see a head bopping up and down behind the desk.

 

“David Hinchcliffe at your service, think of me as an auditor come to ask you some questions about some apparent irregularities on recent purchases you’ve authorised from Spauldings and son.”  The head stopped bopping up and down and he heard a female voice cry “OhMyGod.” from behind the desk.  The VP closed his eyes as David crossed to the desk and scribbled a resignation letter for him to sign resigning on ill heath grounds.  “Sign please.”  David smiled.  “And if I refuse.”  “Who would you like the video sent to?” piped up Juliana behind him.  He signed and David asked two security guards to escort him from the premises.  “Video?” he queried, “Oh my husband’s got this model and he passed me the instruction book once to see how to turn the flash off.  It ’s just something that stuck in by mind, showed me how to take video s with it once .”   He raised his eyebrows perhaps he really ought to read the instruction book some time.

 

David took out his dairy and dialled a number.  “Mrs. Child?  Could you come to the VP’s office on the 19^th floor please, I’d appreciate it if you could be here within a few minutes, thank you so much.”  He took out a letter from his brief case, and laid it down on the desk before taking the visitor’s chair.  “Could you ask the HR person to come in please.”  He addressed his remark to Juliana as he steepled his fingers.

 

“Mrs. Child how do you do, I’d just like you to sign the letter on the desk please.”  “Oh dear have I lost my job?”  “No not exactly as you might have guessed we’re having a small reorganisation so we’re asking you to take a slightly different position. it’s something slightly different. ”   She read through the letter  “Oh but I couldn’t possibly accept, the pay’s considerably higher than my husband’s.”  Juliana wanted to wring her neck.  “Well just change the annual rate of pay to one that suits you and we’ll just add an on time bonus for the difference payable annually.  Acceptable?”  “Well yes I suppose so.”  “Good, now then do you think you could find a new executive assistant?  I’m afraid both the VP and his assistant have moved on.  I’m certain our young lady from HR can assist you in finding some one in the short term whilst you look around for some one more permanent.  Good bye.”  He guided Juliana out of the office, once outside she button holed him with a raised eyebrow.  “Sometimes its easier if some one from outside is the hatchet man.  Irene asked me to sort it out and I did.  Now since we are on expenses today and I’ve been recommended a particularly fine restaurant shall we indulge ourselves?”  The eyebrow didn’t lower.  “Irene, oh she’s just the CEO’s secretary so she has all the delegated authority I needed.  I take it you like Chinese?”  Juliana had an idea she wasn’t been told the full story but she had a taste for expensive Chinese food so wasn’t going to push things.

 

Juliana was surprised when the office door opened and Ashley burst through it.  “They’ve just let everybody go.”   She blurted out emotionally.  Juliana guided her to a chair and looked enquiringly at David to get her a coffee.  “Who’s been let go?” she asked gently, “Everyone, Dan, my husband, Dan your husband, everyone, they’re transferring all the work overseas.”   Juliana looked shocked.  “But they can’t they only just moved us here.”  David came back with a three mugs of coffee and took in the two shocked faces.  “It’s almost lunch time so why don’t we go downstairs and talk it through over lunch to see if anything can be done?”  At least it gave the girls time to compose themselves.  “A quiet table for three please in five minutes in the name of Hinchcliffe.”  He put the phone down.  “I’ve been meaning to pay the Green Gourmet a visit for some time now and today is as good as any.”

 

At the entrance the hostess greeted them David passed her his card.  “Welcome sir, we’ve been hoping you might drop by for the last two years.” She said in a sort of friendly but exasperated way.  David shrugged his shoulders “It’s been on my to do list for far too long but I’m here now.”  They were shown to a window table that was tucked away from the main dining room.  “Would you like something to drink?  Henry will be out directly to take your order.”  David murmured something about lemonade and the two girls concurred.  It arrived very quickly.

 

“I haven’t been able to get a job since we moved here, there’s $30,000 on the credit cards with all the new furniture and now it looks like we might lose the house as well.”  “I can probably help with the credit card.  Don said just put my pin money in the savings account not realising I make as much as he does.”  “But how would we repay you?  And besides what about next month when the mortgage payment is due?”  Dave picked up a menu and scribbled on the back.  “Well we have room for a receptionist.  Fancy the job?  It would give you some income.  Just sign here.”  He passed the back of the menu across to Ashley but Juliana picked it up first.  She took his pen and added another line.  “You forgot the $1,000 signing bonus for an L2.”  She said reproachfully at him.  Dave dug out his wallet and pulled out a $1,000 and passed them to Ashley.  “Satisfied?”  “Thank you sir.” She murmured.  “The date’s wrong.”  Noted Ashley.  “Don’t worry just sign the letter of offer, he hasn’t worked out how to add anyone to the system unless it’s done on the first of the month.”

 

Dave hailed the waitress and asked her to make a photocopy of the back of the menu then sat back as the girls continued to chat.  Henry came out complete with chef’s hat and looked reproachfully at Dave.  “Chicken’s good today.”  He said cryptically, Dave nodded for all three “Perhaps you can spare five minutes when we’ve eaten?” he asked Henry.  Henry brightened and disappeared.

 

“There wasn’t any chicken on the menu?” remarked Juliana to the waitress as she passed “Oh you’ve got the restaurant printed menu there, Henry likes to do one special dish each day for the corporate dining room but he’ll hold back three plates and send up three fillet mingnon instead.  There’s bound to be a manager up there who prefers fillet mingnon to the chicken.”  Juliana pondered this statement.  Lunch was superb, Ashley was very impressed with the apple pie and ice cream that followed and expressed herself to Henry and one or two others that seemed to be gathering at the table.  “The pastry was perfect and it tasted as if it had just come out of the oven only moments before.”  “Thank you, but it had.  It’s one of Tracy ’s house specialities.” replied Henry.  David looked thoughtful as he tried to think of a way to have a more private meeting with Henry etc. then inspiration arrived.

 

“I’ve been thinking we really ought to have a dress code in the office.”  “I’m not freezing my bum off wearing a tiny skirt in the office.”  Said Ashley indigently.  “What sort of thing were you thinking of?” asked Juliana.  “Well since we now have a staff of two I thought I’d make you office manager and as such you could set the dress code.”  He pulled out his wallet and counted out two thousand dollars.  “Do you think you could manage a few uniforms out of this?”  Ashley looked cautiously on.  “Perhaps hot pants for Ashley seeing as she prefers not to wear tiny skirts?” he said with a twinkle in his eye.  Juliana turned to Ashley “Sometimes you just have to humour him, now since I have the money and set the dress code standards I think that translates into a shopping spree which is always a good way to improve office morale don’t you think?”  She got up from the table and led Ashley away “Now I’ve seen this perfect little blue dress that came from Sam’s to cheer Don up this evening.”

 

David turned back to the assembled restaurant workers.  “Now I take it you’ve been feeling neglected for the last two years and have some questions?”  “Question one is why the horrendous penalty clauses that Lynn spotted after three months if we leave the coop?”  “Good question perhaps I’d better give you a little background.  Tracy had been working on the office building for five years when she was laid off and came to work at the company I was working at.  She moaned about how much work she had put in when the downturn hit and she thought the almost complete building could be picked up very cheaply from the bankruptcy liquidators.  All it needed was a major tenant and she had one targeted.  They were spread out over the city and by consolidating in one block there were major savings to be made.  However there were five office blocks all competing for the business.   Tracy had traded an extra six stories on the office block in return for incorporating the Opera House and new central public library.  The city thought they were getting a really good deal.  Well yes they were but only because the targeted Chairman happen to enjoy operas and good food.”  “So that’s why our little band of seven was offered a cooperative with a fully equipped restaurant for free when we graduated from our chef’s course in the middle of a recession, the offer too good to refuse.  I knew there had to be an angle I just couldn’t figure it out.”  “So now you know why you have a downtown location and no rent to pay.  Tracy just casually dropped by for lunch with him and he was so impressed by the quality of the food that when she mentioned you also serviced the corporate dining rooms on the 19^th floor he couldn’t sign up fast enough for a twenty five year lease at a rent that pays off the building after fifteen years.”  “Hence our lease for 25 years and six months.” David beamed.

 

Lynn picked up the conversation “I was so worried when after three months we weren’t making enough to cover costs, and when I read through the small print and discovered the penalty of $50,000 each every year for each year left on the contract if we left the coop I was petrified.”  “But we did give you enough start up money to cover the first six months.”  “But what would have happened after that if he hadn’t signed?”  David shrugged “But he did and now you have a blend of five restaurants, or should I say one restaurant, one second floor cafeteria, one take away, a collection of corporate dining rooms and one courier café.  How is the courier café working out by the way?”  “I think that just about kept our sanity the first three months.  Free coffee and snacks for the couriers or rather meals that hadn’t been consumed in the restaurant and we got credited for what they ate and drank?”  “Just another selling point for the 25% of the building that wasn’t taken by our major client like the transit stop to serve the central library outside the building also served the tenants in the building.”  “Well we had to learn fast, I don’t think we’d even come across half the equipment before, devices to pay by transitcard, or monthly bill for tenants who were carrying their company id cards.  We’d heard about sous vide but the number and type of baths we have plus the fast chillers just blew our minds, never mind the surplus practise  frozen meals we passed over to the food bank for the tax credit.”  “Well I’m glad your all satisfied, the specialist restaurant architect seemed overjoyed to be given a blank sheet of paper.  Did he come back and go over things with you?  He said he would.”  “Apparently we hadn’t realised that he’d set up the work flow in a certain way, nor the facial recognition software for recording customers’ names and preferences.  Do you realise this place could practically run it ’s self?  In fact on busy days some of our business clients come in, get an abbreviated menu based on what they’ve purchased before on their iPhone, and pick their meals up from the hatch when they are ready again an iPhone call, and it’s just put on their monthly bill.  Mind you sometimes they like the personal touch.”

 

Ashley settled in very quickly, other than tease Juliana about making David’s coffee.  She started in through the slush pile on an ebook and David noticed that she had a habit of stroking her nipple with her thumb whenever she was reading an erotic book she found arousing.  David started grouping them under the Erotic Thumb label on the web site.

 

“Thank god for that.”  Juliana put the phone down and turned to Ashley, “They’ve both been hired for filling supermarket shelves up but it’s the night shift.  Will I ever see him again other than to say Hi as he comes to bed just as I’m getting up?”  She shrugged, “But after more than a month of looking and finding nothing I’m getting to the stage where I’d willing pay some one to give them a job.  I suppose our jobs are safe?”  David looked up, “I promise you  your jobs are quite safe and since we probably only need to pick up the post from the office these days technically we could work nights as well.  If you don’t mind working at my home you’d at least be sleeping at the same time and I’d save the drive to work.”  Ashley looked at Juliana who shrugged “OK so we spend the night at the boss’s house, who’s to know?”  

 

“So do we get the conducted tour?”  David guided them through the house, Ashley picked out one of his shirts from the closet and looked at the label.  “Do you have an ironing board and an iron?”  “That’s quite all right there’s no need.”  Said David a bit embarrassed by the implied offer.  “There is every need.”  Interjected Juliana, “It’s far too dangerous for you to go wondering around in unironed ‘Russell and Hodge’ bespoke shirts, some one might get the idea you have wealth and make plans for you that might not include having your staff work nights at your home and then where would Ashley and I be?  No if you are going to wear them at least look as if you have some one who cares and wear ironed ones.  You don’t make quite such a high profile target that way.”  David thought back to the club and Melanie, who would have thought such a minor detail would be so critical.

 

“Has he ever patted your bottom?”  “No yours?”  “No, I’d be happier if he did though.”  “Ashley!”  “Well it’s true, we publish sell one or two books a month, you’ve seen the print numbers, if he gets 20% returns he’s doing well.  Take our salaries, add in the downtown office rent it doesn’t make financial sense.”  “But he promised our jobs were safe and you’re forgetting Irene.”  “and who pray is Irene?”  “I’m not certain but I do know we flew to Pittsburgh to sort something out on expenses, we went to a really nice Chinese restaurant for lunch.”  “ So I think it’s some sort of vanity publishing thing and the only reason he hired us is for our legs.  I’ve noticed how his eyes practically caress yours when he thinks you aren’t looking.  Are you really wearing stockings these days?”  “Really, stockings yes it was really strange they came free with a pair of pink slippers.”  “Tell Aunty Ashley all.”  Juliana recanted the tale of the wedding trousseau “You know now I come to tell the tale I can hardly believe it myself, but the thousand’s of dollars of lingerie is real enough.”  “You must be the only person I know who would rather wear free silk stockings than spend money on tights.”  “Sometimes you know me too well.” 

 

“But if we’re to spend the night at his house I’m sure we could relax the dress code a little.  Have a nap at midnight smackerel time for example?”  “You mean I could offer my breast up covered in honey?”  “Well that might be a bit obvious and whilst Winnie-the-Pooh wouldn’t hesitate but it might be a bit blatant for David.”  “I wonder if Matilda could dig up any dirt for us?”  “No the question is would, not could my dear.”  “Hand written on rag note paper?”  “Well it would stand more chance of penetrating her spam filters.”  They composed a number of drafts but eventually decided on a simple one that told Matilda about working for Mr. Hinchcliffe and how Ashley was now ironing David’s ‘Russell and Hodge’ shirts as part of her job.  “There, that should be just enough to arouse her interest.” murmured Juliana as she sealed the envelope.  “How much is the postage these days?”  Ashley shrugged “I’ve got some stamps in here, I know I brought some for the wedding invitations when I got married.” she muttered and turned her bag out on the table.  “Here they are.”  She cried, “They don’t have a price on them just a little p?”  “Probably p for permanent?”  Ashley put two on just to be certain.  They started the relaxed dress code campaign the next day.  David found Juliana and Ashley brushing against him more and their fingers nearly always lingered against his when passing him something.

 

Finally David stretched out on his bed in the morning after the two girls had left.  He smelt Juliana’s perfume still on the pillow from her midnight cat nap.  He was finding the two girls deliberate teasing almost too much to take.  When Juliana had asked innocently if he wouldn’t mind if she had a cat nap on his bed he hadn’t expected her to change into a nightdress.  Nor had he expected quite so many different nightdresses to be worn.  He remembered the one from last night particularly from Tania modelling it.  He remembered precisely how Tania’s breasts had felt through the thin material; his imagination was running overtime imagining fondling Juliana’s breasts in the same way.  He’d mentioned to Ashley once that perhaps her summer dress was perhaps a little distracting for the office, but she’d only kissed him gently on the forehead and thanked him for the compliment.  If anything afterwards her dresses grew flimsier and shorter, it was almost rare for her to wear a bra underneath them at all.  After her cat naps Juliana seemed in no hurry to get changed back into normal clothes but wandered round the house in silk night dresses, the baby doll variety he found the most distracting.

 

“Be serious for once.  You know financially Ashley and I can’t afford to lose our jobs.  The night shift at the supermarket is all very well, and while yes steak at a $1 a pound on its last sell by date is a great benefit but it doesn’t pay the mortgages or the car loans.  We figured out that financially he doesn’t make enough money to pay our salary from the book publishing but he’s been doing it so long that he must have some income from other sources.”  “We’ve really tried flaunting our bodies at him but not so much as a friendly grope have we had.  I know last time I got laid off Marie’s job was safe since she was screwing the boss.  I’d really feel much more secure if he’d just grope us nicely like bosses are supposed to do.”  “Well I know you’d never have the courage to do it but it sounds to me as if the only thing to do would be to rape him to break the ice so to speak, but I don’t think its necessary Don’s new design for a cargo trade bike we’re building in the garage is bound to take off and then we’ll have all the money we need, don’t worry.” Ashley’s husband laughed at the idea of the two girls raping anyone.  Juliana turned to Don “So would you object to me screwing the boss to keep my job?”  “Isn’t it every man’s fantasy to have his wife screwed by another man.  Have another glass of wine.”  He leered.

 

Juliana unloaded a camera and tripod from the car and carried it into the house.  “Could you help us with a small present for our spouses?” she asked Dave agreed and found himself carrying the tripod upstairs to his bedroom.  “Great now we need to set it up.”  Juliana took out the instruction book and supervised Ashley as she clipped bits together to finally have the complete camera and tripod set up.  Then she crossed connected it to her laptop which she placed on a table beside the camera.  She went to the spare bedroom and returned with a nylon bag which she placed on the floor.

 

“Right are we ready for action?”  She asked Ashley.  Ashley nodded.  “OK Dave I want you to aim the camera at us, try to get the heads in the top third of the shot.  I’ve set up the laptop as a monitor so we can see what you’re shooting.  Let her roll.”  Dave started the camera.  “Welcome to our little show.  OK guys remember what you said we should do last night?  Well this is it.  First as office manager I get to set the dress standards in the office.”  Dave thought hard then remembered the conversation when he’d wanted to get rid of the two girls in the restaurant.  He had given her that responsibility and he had a sense that Juliana was going to twist it in some way.  “So I’ve been out shopping and this is the new corporate uniform, hope you like it.”  She held up a tiny pleated skirt whilst Ashley held up a cream blouse.  “Now because this program is made specially for you, you get to see both of us in Hi Def getting changed.  You’re only suppose to look at your own spouse for the moment so no peeping.”  The two girls took off their tops in a coordinated choreographed manner, then undid their skirts together and let them pool to the floor.  They stood there in lacy underwear complete with garter belts and white stockings.  “Now since the company pays for uniforms we thought we’d take advantage of the fact so remember those tiny scraps of lacy French lingerie we saw on vacation that we couldn’t possibly afford.  Well guys guess what goes on first.”  The two girls unclipped white stockings and rolled them down their legs in a synchronised action.  Then after sheding their garter belts they reached behind and unclipped their bras, and finally turning their back on the camera they wiggled out of their knickers before picking up two lacy garter belts and clipping them on.  Next they turned and picked out two tiny black bras, quarter cups, that gave the vaguest suggestion of support, a mere whisper of lace and underwire that served to bring the eyes attention to the exposed nipples.  Dave wiped his brow.

 

Two black stockings were rolled up the left legs before being clipped to their garter belts first, followed by two black stockings up the right legs.  Two tiny thongs were drawn up over the stockings.  Dave didn’t think he saw much difference to the bushes showing at the front just that their pubic hair seemed to be framed in black ribbon.  “So what do you think guys?  Hot or not?  They told us that these open thongs are the very latest wear for hot weather.  Now for the blouses.”   The black quarter cup bars showed clearly through the sheer fabric of the blouses.  “And finally skirts.”  The pleated skirts seem to be a wrap over design that buckled at the waist.  The two girls turned and put their bottoms out, now you could see the skirts were cut away to leave their butts completely exposed apart from the black ribbon framing.  “Oh I’ve reorganised the filing cabinets so the most used files are in the bottom drawers.”  Dave closed his eyes.  “Now then cameraman eyes forward!” He heard the command.  Juliana and Ashley were now facing him again with pert nipples pushing hard against the sheer fabric.

 

“Now since we are working the night shift now we did wonder if we ought to be more appropriately dressed.”  The two girls stepped out of the skirts and did a sort of slow leisurely strip tease with their other garments.  Ashley bent forward and picked up a black nightdress which she handed to Juliana before bending down to pick up her own.  Dave took another deep breath, he remembered them well especially the way Jenny had fed him her exposed nipples framed in lace in the store.   Soon they were stood in the two tiny nightdresses with open crotch panties.  Ashley spoke next ”You know the three of us shared an apartment at college and all three of us had made a pact that we would leave college as virgins?  Perhaps I should tell you a little more.  We met Matilda and her mother on the first day in Fresher’s week, we talked about which clubs we were going to join and once Matilda’s mother discovered I was into Judo, and Juliana was into Karate she insisted that we share Matilda’s apartment and that she would pay our school fees.   Well we had an apartment but practically no furniture.  Matilda‘s m u o m had brought two double beds for Matilda and her parents if they visited.  So to save money Juliana and I shared a bed in Matilda’s apartment.   Needless to say one night when Juliana came back she looked so hot and worked up from petting with her boy friend that she needed relief.  Unfortunately her vibrator’s warranty had run out so you can guess what happened when she tried to use it, so I took her there manually.”  Whilst she was speaking Juliana had bent forward and kissed Ashley on the breast leaving a red lip shaped outline over her nipple, then she did the same to the other one.  Ashley then returned the favour to Juliana.  “Of course needless to say Matilda walked in on us making out and thought it was a great idea to save green house gases by doing it all manually.”

 

Dave wondered where all this was leading.  “So tonight we thought we’d spice up the DVD by showing you exactly what we got up to.”  Juliana led Ashley by the hand over to the bed.  Dave tracked them with the camera.  Ashley lay back on the bed and waved at the camera.  “Hi hubby, I’m going to enjoy this even more knowing you’ll see it all in hi definition.  Don’t you think Juliana has along beautiful tongue?”  Juliana licked her lips for the benefit of the camera then dived her head between Ashley’s thighs.  “You know I don’t think she’s lost her touch at all.” Ashley kept up a running commentary towards the camera letting her audience know exactly what Juliana’s tongue was doing towards the camera.  Juliana turned herself round to a 69 position and lowered herself down.  Ashley just managed another little wave to the camera “Gotta go I need my tongue for something else.”  Dave tried to keep his concentration as he operated the camera to give a better close up view.

 

The two girls lapped away at each other both turned on by the camera and old memories until Ashley started to shudder, Juliana turned on by the power she still held over her friend shuddered in turn.  Then they were done.  Juliana looked up at the camera “At least I’ll have something to remind myself just how good looking we were when we were young won’t I?” she said with a gleam in her eye.

 

She lazily got up from the bed and waltzed over to her bag drawing out a plain black opera mask which she tied in place at the back of Dave’s head.  She led him by the hand to the bed.  “Just lie back and stretch out whilst Ashley and I will give you a nice hand job to relieve you.”  Dave did as he was bid, only to find each girl hand snapped a Velcro wrist restraint on him so now he was spread eagled on the bed.  “You really are far too trusting you know you need some one to look after you.”  They tantalisingly undid his belt and zipper then wiggled his slacks off.  Ashley picked up a pair of scissors and cut off his underwear.  “So much faster don’t you think?”  Dave didn’t quite like the gleam in her eye as she held the scissors close to his crotch.  “Think we should trim his pubic hair?”  “Well perhaps we could have one hair each for a locket?” Juliana giggled gently stroking Dave’s hardening woody.  “Oh in case you’re interested our spouses decided that the only way to be certain to keep our jobs would be to… Well to…Oh well to cut a long story short to allow you to have your wicked way with us but they thought we won’t have the bottle to do it so they weren’t worried.  Ashley thought you might feel too restrained the first time so we decided to rape you instead to take the decision away from you.  Hope you don’t mind?” 

 

Juliana dipped her head down and gave the tip of Dave’s woody a kiss before lowering her lips further down.  Ashley moved in from the side and licked his testicles before cradling them in her fingers.  “Do you think he’s ever had two tongues on his John Henry at the same time before?”  She hazarded before nibbling opposite Juliana.  She felt his testicles tighten and nudged Juliana out of the way guiding him in as she swung astride.  “Now don’t you dare come before I’ve got you inserted.  Juliana and I decided that I get the first ejaculation, and she gets the second.” She turned waving to the camera “Hi guys I can feel the tension building, Oh this feels so wicked having my husband watch as I seduce him.  He’s just come, I can feel it released deep inside me.  Have to get him hard again for Juliana won’t we?”

 

Juliana bent down and licked the juices off Dave’s protuberance, watching it harden nicely in the process before lowering herself down on to him.  “I’ve been wondering what you’d feel like in me.   Thank you for the lingerie by the way. ”  She kissed him gently, “When did you discover it?”  “For certain about two seconds ago.”  She smiled down at him prior to turning to the camera “See he’s inside now, and if I squeeze my inner muscles like this, oh dear he’s actually being a gentlemen and refraining from coming.  Ashley dear could you be an angel and just help me get him excited, he’s certainly hot and bothered.”  Ashley bent forward and caressed his shoulders and the back of his neck.  Juliana bent forward and kissed him firmly on the lips.  In no time at all Dave felt himself coming once more , just as the front door bell rang.  He panicked, who on earth would be visiting him at this time of day, what would they think of his married staff in an undressed state?  Ashley picked up his dressing gown and disappeared downstairs only to return leading an unknown female back into his bedroom.  Dave looked ashen.  “Hi guys, sorry I’m late but I couldn’t get a cab anywhere.  So this is Dave?  And you’ve set up the camera to film it all for Mr. Juliana and Mr. Ashley, well sorry to interrupt guys but we’ll just turn the camera off for the next bit, but you can watch Juliana ravish Ashley with this later on.”  She produced a wicked looking strap on dildo and held it up for the camera.  Ashley stepped up to the camera and turned it off.

 

“Now then I’m Matilda of course and when Juliana asked for help in finding out how stable her job was I got daddy to have a dig.  All I had to do was visit my Aunt Mary E l der and idly sketch a few wedding bells on a note pad with your name and mine intertwined on the phone pad.  Anyway girls your jobs are safe, there are two publishing companies one doesn’t make any money but publishes real hard cover books, the other one publishes something called ebooks and makes lots of money reissuing out of print books that it gets the rights to from mainly retired authors.  The ones I spoke to were very complimentary as they get 70% of the selling price rather than the 35 cents a copy from a paperback.  It also sells new erotica but that side seems to have taken off quite recently.”  Ashley and Juliana looked at each other and then at Dave.  “Oh didn’t I mention that I’ve been publishing those books you reviewed based on your rating electronically.”  He said trying to sound innocent.  “No…” came the reply.  “Well I must have overlooked it, I really meant to, it was just that publishing hard cover novels that don’t sell carries more prestige and makes it easier to sell the publishing ebook idea to little old ladies.”

 

Juliana toyed with the long thick strap-on vibrator.  “Up his bum do you think?”  “Definitely the full length for at least twenty minutes, making us look fools when we didn’t need to go quite so far as to be unfaithful to our dear husbands, even if it was their idea.”  “Men are always trouble but perhaps I’ve just got time to pop out to that nice sex aids shop where we found the Velcro restraints, they had some rather wicked looking leather straps and whips.” Murmured Juliana with menace.  Dave wondered where he’d ever got the idea she was a polite young lady who wouldn’t do any harm to any one.

“Actually if you don’t mind I’ve got other plans for him.  Do you remember I told you Granddad died a year ago well I finally got probate last week.”  She pulled out a document from her shoulder bag written in a strange script.  Dave looked even more frightened if that were possible.  “Apparently it’s perfectly legal in the north to have these things done in the Inuit language, which just happens to be the syllabic symbols used by the early missionaries to write down what they were saying phonetically.  Practically speaking it means very few people can see who benefited but the law is still respected.  Now this one Dave might recognise.”  She rummaged around once more and showed him another document.  “What’s it say?”  asked Juliana.  “Well you remember when you mentioned you couldn’t find an entry for how much rent was paid?”  Juliana nodded “Well t he purchased the entire office building is listed here as an asset in shortly after he got  the probate document .”  “You mean he owns the entire building?” there was amazement in Juliana’s voice.

 

“Well let’s say his great uncle left him enough so that he wouldn’t need to work again. Enough in fact that even daddy wouldn’t think of him as a fortune hunter.”  “But doesn’t your daddy think any one with less than twenty million is a fortune hunter?”  “Exactly, how many single males to my taste with more than twenty million do you think there are in the world?  Now then let’s get down to business shall we.  Juliana do I get the impression that he’s just ejaculated inside you?”  Juliana nodded, “Ashley be a dear and see how much sperm you can scoop out of Juliana’s pussy and transfer into mine.”  Dave looked startled as Matilda unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it, then tugged her knickers down before lying back on the bed. 

 

“That’s right, daddy is coming to visit you tomorrow and thought if I mentioned the idea I might be pregnant with your child he might well look upon our marriage more favourably.  Did I mention our physiological profiles match nicely for a stable marriage?”  “Do I get any choice?”  “Of course you do, either you marry me or I take out a full page advert in the city newspaper complete with photograph that tells people that you’re unmarried, exactly what you’re worth, where you live together with all your unlisted phone numbers.  You’ll soon have lots of young ladies twisting their ankles outside your house, stopping by for directions and best of all match making mothers.  Get the picture?  Either way your life will never be the same again.”  She smiled at him as Ashley massaged a fingerful of Juliana’s juices and Dave’s sperm into her pussy.  “He ejaculated into to me as well so would you like Juliana to do the honours?”  Matilda batted her eyelids.  “I thought you’d never ask.”

 

Dave was feeling a little left out as Matilda became the focus of all the attention.  He couldn’t see far enough to see fingers massaging Matilda’s pussy but his imagination was working overtime.  “Of course I suppose we shouldn’t over look the original source now should we?”  Matilda squirmed round and kissed Dave fully on the lips.  Lower down he felt two more sets of lips nibble his hardening erection.  He was torn between the idea of ejaculating quickly before Matilda could mount him and simply trying a passive resistance technique of thinking of something else.  “I think you’d better get astride I can feel his balls tightening.”  “Naughty boy, I can see we have some training to do about holding back until your partner is ready.”  Matilda reached down to find his erection softening.  “Oh dear I thinking he’s fighting the idea.  Perhaps if you two were to caress his neck and shoulders with your fingers and lips?”  Dave hardened again and Matilda’s inner muscles took over squeezing the last few drops of sperm out.

 

Juliana turned and attached the strap on “Now we’ll just mix it in well.”  She flipped the control on the rabbit vibrator and slid it into Matilda “Here we go, shaken not stirred.”  “God she’s so good at this, you know I really miss her sometimes since she got married, a Sybian just hasn’t got the same sensitivity.”  Matilda lay back and let the sensations flow over her.