The Secretary
He had been working hard all day downstairs in the office, returning phone calls, preparing quotes, and finishing up a lot of important paperwork. With a sigh, he pushed his chair away from the desk and leaned back. A soft noise at the doorway caught his attention and he turned to see his wife at the door. She wore a long grey pencil skirt that accented the curve of her hips with a white blouse tucked in at the waist, fitting tight over her breasts. He could see the white line of her bra and...