Come let’s eat out and you can go home later. At least your mind will relax.She readily accepted. We had some food outside and she left for home. Fu...ck word from her mouth was so nice. I couldn’t come out of it. She texted me in the night, “Thanks for spending time with me and changing my mood.” I replied, “Always welcome.”From then on our routine changed and we use to visit out for eating. I was interested to go for a movie and simply I asked her. And, to my surprise, she agreed. We went during. “Learning at the foot of the master,” she called it.Their working relationship was intense. They were both driven and shared a sense of impatience with a world that sometimes still struggled to accept powerful women. They often spent the entire day together. Working lunches spent brainstorming. Strategizing during exercise breaks in the executive gym. Ordering dinner so they could work late.I would see them when they walked past my desk, or when they called me in to give me tasks. Liz liked to. Mr. Ethan moved closer to where Angie was sitting. He enjoyed just looking at her and letting his eyes and his mind devour her young body and her beauty. He was really starting to get horny and he knew the clock was ticking, too.Before Ronald said anything else, he moved even closer to Angie, and then he reached over to her blouse, and he started unbuttoning the top button."What are you doing, Mr. Ethan?" Angie asked as it was obvious he was opening her blouse."Oh, Angie, I thought your blouse. I made my way to the changing room which was reserved for me, and changed into my stripping costume.I stuck the bright red cones with the tassels over my nipples then crammed my breasts into a red sequined bra at least two sizes too small so that might tit flesh bulged over looking as if it was going to spring out at any moment. A matching red G string covered my mound and the tong covered my ass leaving the cheeks exposed. Over this outfit I squirmed into a skintight blue dress which.