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Phil was finishing off for the day when his mobile rang, it was that snooty cow Louise up in Customer Support. Just how she managed to keep her job was a mystery to Phil, she was always so unpleasant and unhelpful to the customers, it just didn't seem fair she was higher up the company ladder than he was. After all, didn't he work hard and get the customers on board for Louise to insult and offend?

Best to get it over with, she may be a real bitch, but she is gorgeous to say the least. Thick luxuriant auburn hair, almost long enough for her to sit on, a firm 38D bust on top of a 28-36 figure and legs so long and shapely any male in the vicinity wondered if he would need oxygen by the time he got to the top of them.

"Hi, this is Phil, how can I help you today Louise?" he asked, following the firm's rules about answering the phone.

"Oh hello Phil, I'm glad I caught you," her sultry voice purred down the phone at him. "Listen Phil, I'm having a little get together at my house tonight, would you like to come? The MD and his wife would be there and I'm sure I could get you two together." The bitch knew all the right buttons to press with any man she wanted and the chance to talk to the MD about a few things was all Phil needed to say Yes, admittedly against his better instincts.

"Yes, okay, then, what time should I..."

"Don't bother about that Phil, come home with me now, and you can help me get a few things ready, besides, we can take this opportunity to get to know each other a little better first. Hmmm? What do you say?" she purred.

"Hmmmp!" Was about all that Phil managed to stutter. Before he know what had happened he was in Louise's car driving up her driveway to her very expensive house. House, hell, more like one of those massive estates you saw on old re-runs of Dallas.

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1. 14-10-2007 10:09

Love the story, would love to have been in that situation. Great site

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The woman walked carefully through the town, it was late and she was alone. Her face was often hidden from the light and her features were indistinct. When a car passed or she neared a street light, she averted her face so as to keep her identity secret.

The rare passing car showed that she was tall, and wore a white blouse with a long black patterned skirt. A waterproof jacket covered most of her blouse and her trainers peeked from below the skirt as she walked. Her long auburn hair was partly covered by the hood of her jacket. She was obviously nervous for some reason, maybe she was being chased or perhaps her errand this night was not exactly legal. We shall soon see.

Finally she neared her destination, she looked around her and seeing no one, stepped into the alley beside the bakery. She stepped further in until she was opposite the back door of the town's bakery. She stopped and looked around further, pulling a small flashlight from her coat pocket. Flicking the switch, she checked around, limping slightly as she did so.

"Thank goodness, no one around. No bum sleeping off a skinful." Her voice was very deep, as she muttered to herself in the dark.

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