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Chapter 24 by AaronWebster

What's Abbie planned?

Increase his frustration a little

As Marc struggled to placate his wife over the phone, Abbie decided on a course of action. Her blouse was already showing an impressive cleavage, but she undid one more button anyway. Hmmm… a little too much bra showing. She would soon fix that.

As the new director was still facing away from her, Abbie hauled her arms inside the sleeves of her blouse and began fiddling with the bra. This would be so much simpler in a t-shirt, she sighed, as the constraining material impeded her progress.

Finally, however, she made it. She pushed her right arm back down one sleeve and her left arm down the other, bringing with it the offending undergarment. She had just enough time to stuff it into her pocket, when Marc turned back to face her.

“I’m sorry about that, Miss Harris,” he apologised, slipping the cell phone back into its clip.

“That’s quite alright, Mr Summers,” said Abbie, leaning across his desk. “Maybe I could talk you through some of the activities that I’ve organised.”

Marc swallowed, his eyes drawn straight to the young woman’s ample cleavage that seemed in imminent danger of spilling out of her crisp white blouse.

“I… er… I don’t think that will be of any value Miss Harass… I mean Harris.”

“Are you sure?” the brunette responded, moving round to Marc’s side of the desk. “Look I think there’s a report I wrote in one of these files.”

Abbie leaned across Marc to a set of box files at one side of the desk, her breasts almost thrust in his face. Desperately, Marc averted his gaze, looking down at the floor, but finding instead that he was looking down the length of Abbie’s legs, which were clad in sheer black tights. Leaning further over to reach the file, Abbie hitched up her skirt to mid thigh, to facilitate the action, the rear slit exposing even more. Marc looked up again, to be confronted by the pretty brunette’s curvy spankable ass, pressing against the unyielding material of her skirt. He could just reach out and…

Suddenly, with a cry, Abbie stumbled, dropping the file. She fell forward, steadying herself by putting out her hand, straight into Marc Summers rock hard crotch. He let out an exclamation of shock as the young aide tumbled into his lap.

And then?

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