Having been in the office for less than a week, it hadn’t taken me long to understand what the five men in the office liked. Short skirts and dresse...s that didn’t reach mid-thigh, lots of cleavage, sheer or semi-sheer blouses, elastic thigh-high stockings or garters, and four inch high heels (four inch heels for my petite 5’ 2” body were high). Underneath was generally only a thong or bikini panty. Although I had always worn bras before starting here, the men suggested that my 32B tits didn’t. ’ ‘Cool.’ They talked for awhile, telling stories. Really Tom could just not relate to her at all. She was a world traveler, mature and executive some fancy company. He just barely bought his first car and was barely allowed to buy cigarettes. Tom felt so small talking to her and finally she said the words that he dreaded she would say. ‘Hey this party has been fun but I think I want to take off.’ ‘Hey it’s cool it’s getting a little lame.’ ‘You wanna come with me?’ He couldn’t believe he was. Oh God I am such a slut” she moaned. “Yes darling, a dog slut just like me” I said “and me chimed in Mrs Walden. Teena stood on shaky legs. Cum oozing from her pleasured pussy. “Come let’s have a shower” I said and led her to the bathroom where we both got naked and under the water. She clung to me reliving her experience. “It was so weird” she said “I never thought it would feel so disgustingly wonderful”. “A good de***********ion” I said. We got out of the shower, dried each other and stepped. She had seen it done in a movie once, the actor, really the stuntman, had grabbed a stairway railing and jumped. He had controlled his descent past a dozen steps with the pressure of his hand on the railing, to slam directly onto the landing. With no conscious thought for her own safety, Diana had done the same. The hand on the railing had produced a somewhat controlled fall. She realized she was going to be short and tried to push against the railing to extend her arc, but her right heel.