We could hear Rachael click her heels up the stone steps and put her key in the door. Sam looked immaculate she had showered put her make up on ,plus smart white blouse ,buttoned up and tucked in to a new pleated black skirt that rode just above her stockinged knees, also black high heels to finish her professional look with her hair up. Its a large ground floor in our house, with a grand hall, parquet floor with a long corridor leading down the the main living area, with large sofas and chair scattered around, for this evening i have added a few new items including a sturdy desk and a chair that Sam ordered. Sam and I had every thing ready for Rachael. Rachael messaged back that she promised she would. She leaves the office at about six normally so I sent her a message that I would not be home when she arrives but that she must follow the instructions on the hall table to the letter, and await for me to arrive. We had the plan and the boundaries, no one was to be hurt in any way.Īround four o'clock I sent Rachael a text asking how she felt, was she in the mood for excitement and a surprise later this evening, she replied with a big yes, she had had a fantastic day and was up for anything. Sam had arrived in a black mini skirt cream satin blouse and tie tucked in making her look remarkably how Rachael would dress for me on weekends. She clicked out of the house off borough market and waved as she buttoned her jacket and grabbed her hand bag.ĭuring the course of the day I had invited Sam over, who had (gone sick) time off, we had a salad as we talked of her plans, transpired she wanted revenge on Rachael, to almost torture her but not in the style of the Spanish inquisition. On spending an evening with a bottle of wine with Sam whilst Rachael was away, i told her this ! that Rachael was turned on by her mis haps ,thankfully there was a positive reaction, though devious, we hatched a plan.Ī beautiful evening in London, I had the day off and had seen Rachael leave in the morning in her usual attire, sharp black pencil skirt, blouse buttoned all the way up both cuffs had a silver cuff link, the smooth material fitted her perfectly and moved with her toned body. Rachael on the other hand dismissed Sam’s claims that she was being treated badly by her and been ignored and made to feel a slave around the office, however Rachael had privately disclosed to me that she found Sam a real turn on hobbling around the office in her high heels, tight blouse making mistakes whilst all the time looking so formal and trying soo hard to do well, sort of humiliation. Her name is Samantha preferring Sam for short, she and i had become confidantes all the time Sam respecting the fact that I and Rachael were an item. On this occasion i should mention i had met a friend and colleague of Rachael’s who had recently joined the firm and was having a hard time settling in, no thanks to Rachael. Her regular gym visits keep her 32 year old body firmly in shape allowing her to exude confidence and authority.Beneath the sharp blouse and skirt ,she wears the sheerest nylon stockings ,satin suspender belt and the sheerest panties from her selection.Every day she clicks in her high heels over the bridge to her office, knowing the slit in her skirt does not reveal she is wearing stockings.Her panties pulled tight with one last finger rub from me she arrives wet and bothered. Each morning Rachael prepares her clothes from the wardrobe, always brilliant white long sleeved blouse buttoned to the starched collar ,the blouse tucked firmly in to a smart black pencil skirt ,belted and zipped at the rear to the silver clasp. I have to visit her on regular weekly visits to deliver files on behalf of a client. Working at the large city of London Law firm on London Bridge Rachael has to look the part as a highly qualified and respected legal secretary. May I start to say that these are my Rachael’s favourite outfits for fun and work.
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