THE HUSTLE

So i'm sitting in my office, the whole building is dark and deserted i hope, after all its way past 5.30pm, that's when we close business for the day  They say that when you are the boss you have lesser responsibilities. Yeah right! i'm sure i am the only person in the office complex.
I'm trying to put together a mood board  for a prospective  client that we are trying to get . My blouse is unbuttoned  and my sleeves rolled , my hair  parked up haphazardly   in a ponytail,  my glasses perched on my nose  my  legs stretched in front of me showing my well manicured toes i  was ready to work . I check my  designer time piece and realise that its almost 10pm.  I have been working for over two hours. "well i'll just do a bit more before i leave" i thought to my self .  Deeply immersed i'm i in work  that i don't notice anything or hear any sound, so you can imagine the surprise, when i felt warm hands massaging my shoulders. i wasn't alarmed cos i knew that the office was the most secure place. It felt so good , the hands were kneading my shoulders, slowly moving towards  my back , it was all i could do not to moan out loud, my breath kept coming in short gasps. i closed my eyes and enjoyed it.The hands where every where, causing me  great  pleasure, just when i couldn't take it  any more, i heard the security man shouting  , "Madam!  oga  dey there? we wan off the gen o!  " finally turned to see this person who had made me tingly all over. It was Babs!

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