Trudy's

"Ms Musgrave's secretary emailed me this morning. He had forgotten to send over the report and was hoping I'd cover for him."

"Which you didn't."

"John, I still have the bruises from the last time I tried that."

They shared a brief grin recalling her shapely Italian ass bent over his desk while she begged him to stop. Maybe it was their after hours affair that'd ruined both their marriages.

"Call me John before five again and you'll regret it."

Still smiling she looks down and mutters a submissive little "yes Mr Devauex, I'm sorry Sir."

Tiffany walked back to her desk, with a little more sway in her hips, as John picked up his phone and began to dial Trudy's office.