C K Ralston

Horny office girls

CHAPTER ONE

Jennifer Halsted paced the waiting room nervously, her hazel eyes flitting from the clock on the wall to the door leading into Patrick Huston's office. The tall career girl had been waiting to see the elusive Mr. Huston for the better part of an hour and she was getting very impatient.

For what seemed like the fifteenth time to day, the well built young Community Jobs Project Director adjusted her prim business suit so that the pleats hung right on the ankle length skirt. She straightened the jacket and, looking around to make sure no one was watching, pulled down her white sweater and brushed the wrinkled material smooth across her full, rounded tits. She wished that the bra she had on under the tight sweater didn't look quite so… so natural, as she did every time she wore it. As soon as Jennifer was through checking out her appearance, the door opened and Huston's secretary came out, smiling.

"Mr. Huston will see you now," the breathless girl announced proudly, as though seeing Mr. Huston was a big event.

"Thank you," Jennifer said coldly, trying to get back at someone for the long wait.

Jennifer's manner changed as soon as she stepped into the plush confines of Patrick Huston's office. Standing up and smiling in his close-fitting three-piece suit, with his bright blond-maned, Robert Redford-like good looks, Patrick Huston was obviously well worth waiting for and accustomed to having people wait for him.

"Miss Halsted, how good of you to come so soon," the tall, muscular advertising agency owner greeted his guest. "Won't you sit down? May I offer you a drink?"

Jennifer was used to calling on merchants, bankers, small business types all of whom wanted part-time high school help in their overworked, perennially behind offices. She had never been to a plush suite like this one in her business capacity. She wondered how one of her kids would ever fit into this atmosphere.

But right at the moment, it didn't worry her too much. She was much more preoccupied with Patrick Huston and his flashing blue eyes and broad shoulders. Was he married? Engaged? Did he fool around?

"Now, Miss Halsted, what will you have?" the good-looking agency owner was asking.

"Uh, I'll have a…" Jennifer hesitated, wanting to sound sophisticated in her choice of drinks, not small-town and backward the way she felt right now.