Unko company mein ek employ ki jarurat thi. To is bare mein unhone mere bare mein apne bhatije (mere husband) se baat ki. Main office join kar lu jab ...tak koi unko nahi milta. Isse mera time pass ho jayega aur unka bhi kaam ho jayega.Uncle ki company thi to hubby ko bhi koi problem nahi hui aur inhone haa bol diya. Job milne se main bohut khush hui. Agle din main uncle ke sath unke office gayi. Mera cabin uncle ke cabin ke bagal mein tha aur common wall par ek bada mirror laga tha aur waha parda. Not often enough to be ‘regulars’, but frequently enough for the staff to get the idea that we were their ‘afternoon couple’.Now we weren’t porn stars. We were your average thirty something couple. I was six foot, fit but not fanatically so, dark straight hair, glasses, usually wearing a plain dark suit. She was a couple of years older, about five four, curvy, heavy breasted with rich dark copper hair and pale skin. She would dress slightly sexily, if that makes sense. Not tarty, but a cut. "I knew it! See, I knew you weren't getting this ring for yourself, not when you're still wearing clip-ons. It had to be for somebody else, and it surely isn't me. I guessed a girl, 'cause a guy would have asked for a boob job instead, and you know your way around a pussy too well." You think my tits are too small?" I asked, looking down at the skin exposed by my blouse where the buttons were missing."Lord, no," she answered. "I wouldn't change a thing about you, Linnea, except your hang-ups.". ” She said, “I declined.”“Delivery?”“There are tens of thousands of empty shipping containers scattered all over Chilean ports. The Admiral begged me to allow the planes to be disassembled enough to fit in a 45 tallboy ... they would supply the containers, do the work as an exercise, ship the containers as a fleet exercise and knocked off six hundred thousand dollars for the privilege.”He snatched the phone from Myndee’s hand and reread the sales pitch.“You got the planes for a million.