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Subject: {ASSM} New:  Office Games 8 (M/f, BDSM)
Date: Wed,  1 May 2002 18:10:05 -0400
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Hello all,
	Here is Office Games 8.  If you haven't read the other parts, you should.  
These stories are not stand alone.  The other parts can be found on my 
website.  I love hearing from people - especially if they have suggestions 
about things that Brad can have Donna do.  I know that there's lots of you 
that would love to see roommate involvment.  I haven't decided yet what I'm 
going to do about that.  Thanks again for all your comments

~Pen~

This is a work of fiction.  If you are under whatever arbitrary age your 
elected officials have decided to choose for viewing adult material, 
understand that you will be breaking the law if you read this.  If you get 
caught,  I don't want to get blamed because your parents can't keep track of 
you.

Please don't try this stuff at home (or anywhere else, for that matter).  
Some of it could be very dangerous.  If you have a hard time telling fantasy 
from reality, please don't read any of my writings and go seek medical help.

If you are a religious fanatic of any flavor and you hate my stuff, please 
note that you shouldn't be here to begin with - no one forced you here.  If 
you are offended by sexual liturature (such as it is) then go visit 
somewhere else.

This story may not be posted on any pay site with out my permission.  It may 
not be archived with out permission from the author and if it's reposted, 
this information must remain with it.  Copyright c 2002 Dark Pen.

~Dark Pen
www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/DarkPen/www



Start Office Games Pt. 8

	Brad lay in bed reviewing his evening disciplining need2sub.  It had gone 
very well, but he realized that as much as he enjoyed the cyber play, he 
would love to have Donna as his slave in real life.  His thoughts took many 
paths about how that might happen, but, even knowing what he did about her 
sex life, he just couldn't see them in a relationship.  He turned over 
again, restless and horny, thinking about what would happen if they met.  No 
conversation path he could think of actually worked when he applied the 
reality of the girl to the imagined conversation.  Wide awake, he stared at 
the ceiling.  Finally, a thought occurred to him and he smiled.

	Brad got up and turned on the computer.  While it was booting up he 
wondered what had happened when Donna's roommate got home.  Had she finished 
cleaning up?  Were the rope marks and her arousal still evident?  Or had 
Donna hidden herself in her room for the rest of the evening.  When the 
computer came up, Brad checked what the local weather conditions were going 
to be, then logged into his email and typed out a message:

	need2sub,

	  You were very good tonight.  So as a reward, I'll give you a way to have 
an orgasm on Tuesday.  Of course, nothing is for free, so there are a few 
rules that you need to follow.

	  For one thing, if you get this message before you go to work, I want you 
to include, if you have one, a belt in your apparel.  You should wear it a 
bit more tightly then you usually would.  Yes, I know I won't be able to see 
you, but I'll enjoy thinking about it!

	  Also, if you have a shirt that is made of a scratchy material, wear that. 
  It should be thick enough that a bra isn't necessary.  Otherwise, find a 
bra that will not be comfortable and wear that.

	  Finally, you may have your orgasm *IF* you masturbate in a PUBLIC place 
that is outside.  A public restroom or your car doesn't count.

	  Before you begin to masturbate, you must tighten the belt *very* tightly. 
  Think corset.  And you should make it last - no quick orgasms.  You're 
only getting one, so take a while to work up to it.

	  I understand that you might not be able to do this, but if you want your 
orgasm early, that's your only option.  Otherwise you'll have to wait until 
tomorrow, and there's no guarantee that I'll let you have one then.

	  On other fronts, if anything interesting happened with your roommate - 
like her commenting about how you looked when she got home, I'll like to 
hear about it.

	  Talk later-
	    Edge

	Brad signed off with a smile.  It was going to be unseasonably warm 
tomorrow so Donna should have no problem finding a suitable outside spot to 
play with herself.  He got up and found an old pair of binoculars and put 
them with his stuff for tomorrow.  He also grabbed his digital movie camera. 
  It had a pretty good telephoto lens system and he might be able to get 
some good video of her.  Then he went back to bed.  As he drifted off he was 
thinking of Donna servicing him and her roommate - whom he made out to be a 
slim blond with nice long legs.

	Work was a trial in the morning.  He got in a little early, but as soon as 
he did, he was inundated with people.  He didn't even sit at his desk until 
almost 11 and he'd only gotten a glimpse of Donna once.  She still had on a 
light coat, so he was unable to see what was underneath.  After seeing to 
yet more piled up email, he finally opened his personal email a half hour 
later.  There was a note from need2sub.

	Sir,
	  i was getting ready for bed and just happened to check my email.  i was 
surprised to get Your message.  Your price sounds fair and i will find some 
way to fulfill Your requirements.  At this point, with all the masturbation, 
with out being allowed to cum, and the fact that it's my time of the month, 
i am going crazy!  i don't think that i've gone with out an orgasm for this 
long in months.  Well, not during my period anyway.  i think i have an 
outfit that will satisfy you and if i get the chance tomorrow, i'll take a 
pic.  Otherwise, i'll describe it when i make the report that You will no 
doubt want, so you can hear about my days activities.

	When we finished tonight, i cleaned up everything as per Your directions.  
i couldn't believe how incredibly worked up i was, and naturally tasting my 
cum made it worse!  Of course, following Your instructions did nothing to 
reduce my excitement.  i did manage to put away all the toys before my 
roommate got home, but i bumped into her, literally, coming out of my room.  
She had several questions about how i looked and the marks on my skin -  not 
to mention the fact that i smelled like i'd just had sex and i spent quite a 
while answering them.  She's really curious about us.

	i hope to catch up to You later,
	need2cum (BADLY!)

	Brad sat back and smiled, then jumped in his seat as he remembered that he 
could look into her cube with the cameras.  He logged into the laptop and 
set things up.  It didn't take long before he was admiring Donna's slim 
form.  She had chosen to wear a plaid skirt with a thin belt. The skirt must 
be pretty short because it was currently quite high on her thighs.  She had 
on no stockings and a pair of clogs.  The underdesk cam showed a nice shot 
of her pantied pussy.  On one of the side cams he could see she was wearing 
a nice short sleeved, white shirt.  It fit her snuggly, but not real tight. 
Oddly she looked quite flat chested in it, although it could have been just 
the angle.  She didn't seem to be doing anything but work, but Brad knew 
that soon she would be on her way to lunch.  He was planning to follow her, 
but wasn't sure he could pull it off.  There was a nearby park she could go 
to where she could easily follow his orders, but that wasn't the only 
choice; she could go anywhere.

	Donna started to get out of her chair and Brad scanned the other panels.  
It was close to noon when she decided to leave.  He watched her get up and 
grab her purse, coat and a small cooler.  Brad didn't think she'd need her 
coat - it was actually almost eighty degrees out.  He shut down the laptop 
then left his cube.  She was just heading out the door as he rounded the 
corner and he waited a few seconds before slipping out behind her.  He had 
parked close to the entrance and was able to get in his car before she made 
it to hers.  It wasn't too hard to exit the lot after her but, unlike in the 
movies, following her with out being seen was tough.  And of course, he had 
no way of knowing if she saw him.  He didn't think so as he kept way back 
and there were a lot of other cars on the road, but there was no way to be 
sure.  Excellent!  She was going to the park! It was a nice place that 
usually didn't have many people in it during the day.  Usually.  It was 
crowded today because of the nice weather.

	The number of people didn't seem to deter her though.  She got out of the 
car with the small cooler, opened her trunk and pulled out a picnic basket.  
Then she set off down one of the paths.  Brad followed, belatedly realizing 
that not only did he not have any food, but he had nothing to drink or even 
sit on.  Of course, he was wearing jeans so sitting wasn't too much of a 
problem.  But it was quite warm and it would have been nice to have at least 
some water.  He smiled thinking he should have planned better - she 
obviously had.  Well, hopefully the show would be worth it.

	Donna walked for almost 10 minutes before turning off the main path onto a 
smaller one that threaded through some trees.  Brad followed her until it 
was clear she was going to exit the trees and saw that she was heading for 
an area with a small grassy clearing.  The clearing was somewhat small and 
allowed her to look down onto the jogging path and there was a small stream 
between the hilltop and the path.  People passing it would be looking up the 
hill.  Plus, while sitting down she would be a little harder to see.  Clever 
girl.  She'd followed his directions  - even in spirit.  For while it was 
true that most people wouldn't take the time to look, if they did she was 
fairly easy to see.  And if she were masturbating it was possible that 
someone would see that as well, depending on how she did it.  It took Brad 
some time to work his way off the path into deeper cover and since he wasn't 
really dressed for it, he was quite hot by the time he finally found a good 
place of concealment.  He looked at Donna through the binoculars.  He found 
a place that was on somewhat higher ground then where she was seated, with a 
mostly unobstructed view.  He pulled out the video camera and focused it on 
her and was able to get some excellent close-ups.  A tripod would have been 
nice, but even if he'd thought to bring one, it would have been a little 
much to be wandering around the park with a video camera, binoculars and 
tripod!  He smiled to himself thinking, nope!  No Peeping-Tom perverts here.

	He did managed to set the thing up on a log, and as long as he kept hold of 
it, it would be pretty steady.  The zoom was excellent and he was able to 
get some good close ups.  Brad sat back to watch the show.

	Donna looked at the jogging path slightly below here.  It was pretty 
crowded but aside from crossing the stream, or by small path she had taken 
through the trees, she was pretty isolated from people.  He watched as she 
opened the basket and took out a small blanket and a magazine.  She spread 
the blanket on the ground then set the basket in between her and the jogging 
path.  Finally, she opened the cooler and pulled out a Tupperware bowl and a 
bottle of water.  She kicked off her clogs and began eating, Brad enjoying 
the view as he panned the camera down her body.  He focused on her chest for 
a moment.  She had opened several buttons on her top and he could see a 
heavy lace camisole underneath.  It looked very tight, which explained the 
extreme flattening of her breasts.  He also noticed that her shirt was 
pretty translucent.  She was sitting right in the sun and sweat had started 
to form on her upper lip and the base of her throat.  In fact, in spots 
where her sweat had started to soak the shirt, the shirt was more than just 
translucent.

	It didn't take her long to finish the small salad she'd brought.  The lid 
was still up on the basket, further blocking the view from the jogging path. 
  She got up onto her knees and reached for the clasp of her belt.  She 
opened it, then pulled the belt very tight causing it to cut into her waist. 
  Then she glanced around and when it seemed that no one was looking, 
reached under her skirt and started shifting around.  Brad frowned.  He'd 
hoped to get a better show then this!

	He needn't have worried.  When she sat down he saw she had her panties in 
her hand.  Brad felt his cock filling with blood.  Donna reached into the 
basket again and pulled out a small towel and a pack of tissues.  Now she 
leaned back and spread her legs slightly, pulling her dress out from under 
her ass.  Glancing nervously around, she reached under her dress again, this 
time coming out with a tampon which she quickly wadded up in some tissues 
and put into her basket.  Next, she got back up on her knees and put the 
bowl between her legs.  Brad was puzzled; what the hell was she doing?  He 
really couldn't see between her legs from this angle, but it became apparent 
when she carefully pulled the bowl from between her legs.  It was full of 
urine.

	Her legs fell open when she down and leaned back. She pulled up her skirt 
almost to her waist to made sure that it wouldn't get stained.  He could see 
that she was sweating in the unseasonable heat and breathing pretty hard.  
Finally her hand disappeared between her lean thighs and she started 
masturbating.  Brad watched as she humped against her fingers, her hips 
moving slightly as she pleasured herself.  She wasn't frantic about it, just 
rather slow and languorous, seeming to look through the magazine as she 
leaned on one arm.  Had anyone really be looking, as Brad was, they would 
have noticed the she wasn't turning any pages!

	With the assurance of the basket blocking most of the view from the jogging 
path, she pulled up her skirt a little more.  Brad was rewarded with the 
site of her beautiful pussy.  It was soaked and he could see that she was 
bleeding more then a little.  That didn't deter her though - her fingers 
slid into her body while her thumb rubbed her clit and she began to grind 
her hand a little harder into her sex.  Every now and then she'd look up to 
see if anyone was watching her, but seemed satisfied that her concealment 
was good enough.  After all, he thought as he smiled to himself, what were 
the chances that someone would be in the bushes with a video camera?

	Brad's cock ached as he watched her masturbate and he could feel it 
twitching and leaking as Donna pulled her fingers from her sex and slid them 
into her mouth, a look of pure lust on her face.  He longed to free his cock 
and join her in masturbating, but he was already having a hard time keeping 
the camera focused and steady.  Her hand started to rub faster and she 
ceased to be interested in the jogging path.  Finally, her mouth opened in a 
silent cry as her body convulsed in pleasure.  Brad was torn between 
focusing on the beauty of her face as she orgasmed, and the swollen, soaked 
lips of her sex, her cum now drooling out of it.  She convulsed a few more 
times, then started rubbing again.  She worked herself up again, roughly 
rubbing her sex, but then stopped before she could orgasm.  She sat there 
panting, then pulled her hand away and brought it to her mouth, cleaning 
each finger slowly and thoroughly while she recovered.  Brad was pleased - 
she had limited herself to only one orgasm.

	He continued filming as she cleaned herself.  Her upper thighs were a mess 
- sweat, blood and cum staining them.  She grabbed the towel and cleaned 
them off, then sat up and pulled another tampon out of the basket, unwrapped 
it and slid it inside.  Her cunt was still soaked, but she shimmied into her 
panties, pressing the yellow fabric against it to soak up her fluids.  They 
were apparently pretty thin because Brad could see the reddish stains begin 
to seep through the area covering her cunt.  She drank some water, then 
carefully put the lid on the bowl of her piss.  She placed that and the 
mostly empty water bottle in her cooler and began gathering up the rest of 
her things, obviously getting ready to go.  Brad, as much as he longed to 
relieve himself, realized that it would be a good idea to get out of dodge.  
He wanted to beat her back to the office, AND, unlike her, he was still 
hungry - for a number of things.

	He moved quickly getting back to the car and once inside it was thankful 
for the air-conditioning.  He was horny, hungry and thirsty.  Well, he 
couldn't help the horny, at least not at the moment, but the hungry and 
thirsty he could fix at a drive-thru.  When he got back to the office, 
looking cooler and more presentable, he noticed that Donna was still not 
back.  That was odd - surely she should have gotten back here before him.  
The drive-thru seemed to have taken forever.  Well, no problem, he thought 
as he sat down and logged into his computer.

	He debated logging onto ICQ.  If she contacted him it could be bad since he 
was already distracted and horny by what he had witnessed and he was sure 
more conversation wouldn't help.  But he did want to speak to her despite 
that.  When he was in this mood though, he tended to use his subs a little 
harder, push them a little farther.  Nothing over the edge, but his play 
would take on a far more demanding tone.  He didn't know if she would be 
ready to deal with that.  Brad opened the laptop and activated the cameras.  
She was just sitting down in the cube, the cooler with her.  She looked a 
lot more composed then he felt, that was for sure.  That decided him.  He 
wanted her to be... frustrated, horny and a bit off balance, not calm cool 
and collected as she appeared to be.  He opened ICQ.

	She wasn't on.  Hmmm, perhaps later.  He sat back in his chair.  There was 
no way he was going to be able to concentrate on work while thinking about 
what he had just watched.  His cock felt thick in his pants, lying there 
waiting to fully harden and slide into a nice warm... now STOP that, he 
thought sitting back in his chair.  This would not do.  Things weren't 
supposed to be this way!  She was the one that was supposed to be frustrated 
and horny not him.  He felt a small, evil grin cross his face and realized 
that it was a good thing she wasn't under his control in real life.  It 
would be a hard, frustrating night for her if she was. After all, what was 
the use of having a sweet, willing slave if you weren't going to make use of 
her?  But alas, that would not come to pass - certainly not tonight.

	Ping!

	Brad started out of his revere as the ICQ blinked for attention.

	need2sub:  Hello Sir.
	Edge:  Hi.  How are you doing today?
	need2sub:  Fine Sir.  Still pretty frustrated, but i followed Your 
directions and did get one, lonely orgasm <batting sad eyes>
	Edge: LOL.  I see.  So perhaps I shouldn't have allowed that?  Or, if you'd 
like, we can keep you from having one for another few days...
	need2sub:  Oh NO Sir.  Please don't misunderstand.  It was WONDERFUL - very 
sexy and wicked as i did it out in public as You ordered.  It's just that i 
am a greedy girl and used to having several at a time.  Especially during my 
period.
	Edge:  I see.  So tell me how it went.  Describe what you are wearing and 
what you did.
	need2sub:  Well, i'm wearing something that i never thought i'd wear again. 
  A well meant, but very uncomfortable gift from an old boyfriend.  It's a 
heavy lace crop top, very tight (it was a size too small for me) with no 
lining.  i have no idea where he got it and i can't imagine anyone wearing 
it as lingerie.
	Edge:  An old boyfriend, eh?  Why did you keep it?
	need2sub: <blushing>  Well, i did say that it was very tight and i love the 
feeling of a corset.
	Edge:  I see - go on.
	need2sub:  Anyway, it's tight and rough on my breasts, making them really 
flat.  And today, it's very warm out, so i was sweating and it was even more 
uncomfortable.  i am also wearing clogs, no stockings and a pair of thin, 
yellow panties.

	Brad glanced at the underdesk cam window.  Her legs were parted and he 
could clearly see her stained, damp panties.  It excited him to see that she 
outwardly, she was looking pretty prim and propper, but one only had to see 
her panties to know that she'd been indulging in some sort of sex play.

	need2sub:  i had enough time to pack a small lunch and some other stuff, 
and i went to a park near here.  i like walking around parks and so i'm 
pretty familiar with this one.  There's usually not that many people in the 
park, but today because it was so nice out it was really packed!
	Edge:  So you chickened out?
	need2sub:  no Sir!  i went to a spot that i knew about in the park.  It is 
perfect for this kind of thing - i was up on a slight hill and looking down 
on a jogging path.  Around me there are lots of trees with only a few paths 
through them.  It's not really secluded, but if someone were in the trees, 
they might have a hard time seeing me.  People on the jogging path could 
easily see me though.

	Heh - Brad thought.  They can't see you unless they happen to have a 
telephoto lens on a camera!

	Edge:  So this is where you went.  And you said there a lot of people at 
the park?
	need2sub:  TONS Sir.  i almost thought that i'd have to abandon my plan and 
go with out an orgasm!  i was/am really frustrated.
	Edge:  You're *still* frustrated?  You did get your orgasm right?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  <eyes down> But i'm still very aroused.  i sat down on 
a blanket i had and ate my salad.  After that i tightened my belt, as You 
had ordered, then pulled off my panties.  i have a wooden basket that i set 
in front of me so that i would be pretty well hidden.
	Edge:  But you were still out in the open, right?  Weren't you afraid of 
being seen?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir, i was, but i was SO horny.  i pulled out my tampon, 
then discovered that i had to pee very badly.
	Edge:  What did you do?
	need2sub:  <blushing> i squatted over my Tupperware salad bowl and went in 
that.  It was strange, being out side, i felt so free!  After i finished 
peeing, i put the bowl aside and began to masturbate.  i had to pull up my 
dress and sit on a towel because i'm bleeding a lot right now.  But my hand 
felt so good that i came very fast.  The tightness of my top and how it 
crushed my sore breasts were a real turn-on.  i was also turned on because 
the shirt i wore over my top is too thin for me to remove the top and still 
be decent.  So, no matter how uncomfortable i got, i'd still have to wear 
it.  <eyes down> It's the closest i can come to being under Your direct 
control.
	Edge:  Sounds like you had a lot of fun.
	need2sub:  i did Sir, but after i masturbated i started rubbing myself 
again.  i didn't cum, but it would have been easy.  i cleaned my fingers as 
You have taught me and wiped myself down with the towel.  But at the moment, 
i'm pretty frustrated wearing panties that are soaking wet and with breasts 
that are really aching.  When i was finished, i realized that i couldn't go 
right back to work because ... well, i smelled like i'd spent the entire 
lunch hour making love.  So i had to stop and get cleaned up at a rest room 
at a gas station.  Thank god for handy wipes!

	Well, Brad thought, that explained why she was back so late.

	Edge:  So you had a good time.
	need2sub:  yes Sir.  Thank You for letting me have an orgasm.  Did i please 
You?
	Edge:  Yes, you did.  I'd love to see you in that top though.  BTW, what 
did you do with the bowl?
	need2sub:  i still have it.
	Edge:  Very funny. I meant did you clean it out at the station?
	need2sub:  Actually, i forgot to - i dumped it out here in the parking lot.
	Edge:  Just wondering.

	Brad had kept an eye on the cams in her cube.  Through most of the 
conversation she'd just been typing, but near the end her hand had slipped 
between her thighs to rub her pussy through her panties.  They were quite 
wet and she was squirming in her seat.

	Edge:  What would you say if I told you that if we were together IRL that 
tonight would be a very rough night for you?
	need2sub:  Rough?
	Edge:  Yes.  Sometimes, I get in the mood to use a sub just for my own 
pleasure.  It can be a selfish mood, a strict mood or a slightly sadistic 
mood.  Often it's a combination of all of them.
	need2sub:  i'd like to think i would do what ever You wanted me to do.
	Edge:  I see.  Well, I'll give you a little example.  Suppose you hadn't 
dumped out that container and I told you I wanted you to drink some of it?  
Would you have done it?

	Donna's hand started to press hard into her sex - her lips now seen clearly 
through the soaked material.

	need2sub:  i would follow Your directions, if i knew that it would please 
You.  i understand what You mean by a mood - i have moods something like 
that too.
	Edge:  Oh?

	It took a few seconds for her to answer.  Brad was splitting his attention 
between the keyboard and the screen, where Donna's fingers had pushed aside 
her panties and were roughly pulling on her inner lips.  Before she 
answered, she removed her hand and sucked her fingers.

	need2sub:  Well, not exactly like that, but sometimes i don't want to make 
decisions, or have to think about anything.  i just want a Master to use me 
however he wishes.  It's a strange kind of mood, very sexual, but more about 
a feeling of completion i get by serving someone, or being used for their 
pleasure.  i'm sorry i emptied the bowl.
	Edge:  LOL NP.  How could you have known how sadistic and perverted I was 
feeling?
	need2sub: <smiling> It is a slave's job to know these things.  Since i've 
failed You are You going to punish me again? <looking innocent and hopeful>
	Edge:  You are a little slut aren't you?
	need2sub:  <looking down>  Yes Sir.  Is there something that Your slut can 
do for You?
	Edge:  Yes, you can stop teasing me.  I'm at work and there isn't anything 
that I can do here.
	need2sub:  <sighing>  i understand Sir. i'm also at work.  And my roommate 
will be home tonight.
	Edge:  Speaking of your roommate, perhaps we should talk about what went on 
with you two last night.  If you're going to be around later, I'll message 
you.
	need2sub:  i'll be home.
	Edge:  Since I'm such a nice person, I'll tell you what...
	need2sub: Uh oh.  Yes Sir?  How may i serve You?
	Edge:  Well, You've mentioned that that top is really bothering you.  So, 
for your drive home, I'll allow you to take it off.  For your own comfort, 
of course.  In fact, I insist.
	need2sub:  Um Sir, if i do that, it'll be pretty obvious that i'm not 
wearing anything underneath.  Plus if it gets wet at all, the shirt gets 
pretty see-thru.
	Edge:  Ah, that changes things then.
	need2sub:  How Sir? <thinking that she's *really* in for it now.>
	Edge:  <thinking she's right>  Well, since it's so hot, you should drive 
with the windows opened in the car.  That way you'll be cool.
	need2sub:  Um, Sir?  i do have air-conditioning.  That would be a lot 
cooler.
	Edge:  Now, now, with the change in weather, we wouldn't want you to get a 
chill now would we.  No, open windows will do just fine.  And I'm sure that 
somewhere along the way home, you'll have to stop and enter a store to buy 
*something*.
	need2sub: <blushing>  Yes Sir, i'm sure that that can be arraigned.
	Edge:  Good! I'm going to log off and I'll contact you tonight.
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  Sir You know that i'll be exposing myself where ever i 
get out.  With the heat i'm bound to sweat and that will make it very easy 
to see through the shirt.
	Edge:  Is there a problem with my orders?
	need2sub:  <in a small voice>  no Sir.
	Edge:  Excellent.  We'll talk tonight.
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  And thank You again for letting me have an orgasm.
	Edge:  You're welcome.

	They signed off and Brad leaned back in his chair one eye on the cams.  Her 
hand was back in between her legs, pinching her clit and her eyes were 
closed.  She did that until it became apparent that she was going to cum, 
then she ripped her hand away from he sex.  Brad smiled.  It was good that 
he wasn't the only one being frustrated today.

	It was also unlikely that his mood would have changed by the time they 
talked tonight.  In fact, if he viewed that video when he got home, it was 
likely that it would worsened somewhat.  He smiled again.  He wondered just 
what he could get Donna to do while her roommate was in the house...


End Office Games Pt. 8


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