He’d always welcome me!Well, our story happened on a day when I had called to say I was reaching for a negotiation. I reached the office, only to fi...nd her boss absent. It was unusual because our meeting was pre-decided. And Anabelle was looking glum, which was unusual, too.“Hi, Anabelle, what’s wrong?” I asked, a bit surprised.“Hi,” she said, “Boss is down with fever, and I am aching all over,” she sighed.“Why are you aching?’ I asked.“Well, I was up late last night working on the pricing. While he was doing that I slipped into my skirt, and while I was buckling the front of it, Evan paused what he was doing."What?" I asked."That skirt barely covers your ass," he replied."Yeah, I got about an inch to bend over with," I giggled."Show me."I bent over just a tad, and he smacked me in the ass. I jumped and squealed a bit. I couldn't believe him, and how he was acting. He definitely had something planned.He went back into the closet after he finished the last snap on my bra. He pulled. When we got to his house he walked me inside and upstairs to a room that had the door shut. When he opened up the door I couldn’t believe what I saw, his own pleasure room with a sling and all. He asked me what I wanted to do and told him I had never been in a sling before and winked at him while making my way toward him, slipping my hands into my pants and undies and sliding them down. I got down to my knees when I got to him and kissed his cock thru his shorts. ‘You like daddies cock’ he. And in just afew days' time, Sophie was going to be the one on the other end of the'appeal'- and that thought sent a shiver down her spine. Especiallywhen she remembered the stories she'd been told about a co-pilot with avoracious 'appetite'...Sophie tried to put her nerves- and the stares she had received on hershort journey to her new flat- out of her mind as she rang the doorbelland was greeted by the excited face of a young ginger-haired woman."Hi!" the redhead squeaked excitedly. "You must.