1. Community Involvement Ch. 15


    Date: 7/10/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Phoenix181, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    not mind. I even admired her tenacity. But this was possibly going too far. In this instance she was displaying a vindictive and calculating side that I was not sure I liked at all. It was one thing to know what you wanted and to strive to get it but it was another to resort to dangerous tactics that could see people hurt, either metaphorically or literally or both. Under the circumstances, I felt complicit and agreed to go along. We both had too much to loose if our liaison got to the wrong ears and my only way of protecting our position was to play along and try to withdraw unscathed should it all go awry. She finished detailing her plan and downed her glass. “Dutch courage?” I asked, smiling weakly. She laughed and kissed me. “Give me fifteen minutes and then you can make your move. Wish me luck.” I raised my glass as she walked off. I patiently waited. The time seemed to pass at a snails pace but finally the moment arrived. “I believe Marcus has taken care of this evening?” I said, as I bid the sommelier good evening. He nodded agreement. The carpeted hall between the restaurant and the public bar was a rich chocolate colour and the soft lights exuded a lush warmth that made the visitor feel welcome. At this time, however, I felt a cold chill run through my veins. I noticed the door to Marcus’s office on the left. On the right, and a few metres closer to the bar, were the bathroom doors. I decided to go there first before going beyond the ‘door of no return’. Feeling ...
    slightly more comfortable, but no less nervous, I placed my hand on the handle. It turned effortlessly and I pushed gingerly against the pine veneered door. I held my breath expecting a creak from the hinges as I opened it. It kept silent and I stepped into the narrow, dim lit hall. It extended about three metres beyond the door and I could hear the sound of voices as I closed it and moved slowly toward to brighter expanses of his office. As planned, I extracted my mobile, put it on silent and fired up the video camera to record the scene as it played out. Michelle was seated on the corner of his desk nearest to my hidden position. The hem of her black dress had ridden up to mid thigh as she crossed her legs. Marcus was standing in front of his desk, to Michelle’s left. He was close enough to her that I could easily get them both in the frame. I also noticed that, somehow, the zipper of her dress was lower than it had been at dinner. It was down to near nipple level which revealed the top slopes of her ample bosom and a glimpse of her deadly cleavage. “You're certainly Miss Twenty Questions, aren't you?” Marcus spoke softly. He sounded exasperated. “If you must know, my brother surprised me. He found out I was screwing the director of nursing, the one with the big, um, breasts.” “Big tits! I think that’s what you meant to say.” “Yes. Whatever.” I peeped around the corner as Marcus continued, capturing every movement and every comment, just as Michelle had planned. “He found out ...
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