I lick my finger and gently stroke the soft pink spot that is now exposed. I can feel it pulse with every pass. In seconds, the juices start surroundi...ng my finger and glistening off the lips as she spreads them open. I bend down and run my tounge sharply from her clit, slowly reaching her ass and letting the moisture in my mouth slide down my tongue, and working it around her sweet tiny little hole. I can hear her heavy breathing and involuntary moaning. I get on my knees behind her, cock thick. It was overwhelmingly rich, acrid, even earthy. She smelled fertile.I told myself that I was making it up. I knew that she was off the pill, newly receptive to my seed. Had that knowledge distorted my perceptions? Perhaps. But still, she did smell fertile.I placed two fingers on her mound, just at the point where the pad splits into lips. I rubbed her there, pressing firmly enough that her flesh moved with my fingers, lightly enough that the fingers didn't move across her hair. Touch, though,. I was to locate the clothes that would be there for me and change into them than go to another unit on the far side of the complex dressed that way. The clothes left for me was a pair of pink panties a plaid skirt and white blouse, with the top three buttons torn off. The blouse was two sizes too small and clung to my torso tightly, there was pink socks and a pair of high black high heels. I slowly striped off my clothes and dressed as I was expected to, the heels were tricky to walk in and I. ? And with thatwe shook hands and a new chapter in our professional relationship hadbegun.When I left my office I was really happy, any bad feeling had beendispelled, my happy mood lasted until I was on the HR floor when I walkedinto Tim Williamson who was head of security and ?the pig? as I thoughtof him. Tim was a smashing guy, mid forties, ex Special Forces, exMetropolitan Police, no ones fool and very, very astute.?Hi Nichola,? he said cheerily, "I?d like to introduce my new number two,Earl.