Another Day at the Office

Meanwhile at the top of the building Mrs Julia Richmond was also in a state of some excitement. She was in her mid forties, married with two grown up children. She was an excellent assistant, thorough and efficient and had been in Miss Crown's employ from the early days of the company. Her husband, Phil, was a sloppy unimaginative lover, when he could be bothered and Julia had long been a willing accomplice to Miss Crown's little diversions.

They provided the excitement she craved and knew she rightly deserved. Both women had been secretly overjoyed to have Ginger land in their laps, so to speak. With Julia particularly taking enormous pleasure from their little pet. He was so obedient and eager to please his twin Mistress's. She could feel a knotted heat building in her stomach just from knowing that their little toy was coming to see them, so eager to please and so full of yummy come.

Julia knew what Ginger liked and loved to give it to him, teasing and humiliating him without mercy. It was an unspoken agreement between the two women that Julia would always choose what Ginger was to wear for the day and prepare him for the activities that lay ahead. She licked her lips, her hand caressing her breast under her suit jacket and quickly finding a hard nipples to play with. She shifted in her chair ensuring that her skirt rode up her shapely thigh, showing a hint of stocking top, her other hand ensured that the correct number of buttons were un-done on her immaculately starched white blouse to show her ample cleavage. A display that she knew Ginger would appreciate, in many ways he was a typical man, he loved to be given illicit glimpses of women's underwear, the only difference being that he wanted to wear it as well!

The lift in the management suite lobby pinged, the door opening to reveal Peter, head hung in mild embarrassment. No matter how many times he was put through the delicious torture it never failed to embarrass and thrill him.

"Come her Ginger"