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Although much of our time together, when we could be together, was comfortably sexual, we also experienced satisfying times alone when sex wasn’t the primary motivation for being together. It was something we agreed not to think too hard about and simply allow whatever was to come asian … to come. When the message came that Mr. Woodburn wanted to see me, it was a day like so many others. The request from Mr. Woodburn was also like so many others. I closed the open files and documents on my computer and neatly arranged the documents on my desk before quickly rising from my chair, slipping back into my 4-inch heels and walking deliberately from my private office on the 11th floor to the elevator for the secure 12th floor. I stopped briefly at Trudy Michaels’ desk. As Mr. Woodburn’s Personal Assistant, she would know anything possible about anything, but this time she could only tell me that ‘Miss Borden’ was inside. It wasn’t that she wasn’t aware of my personal relationship with Mary, but within the office it was held closely private. Trudy and I shared everything since she had previously been Mr. Woodburn’s ‘mistress’ until she expressed her desire to end the relationship after she became serious with a man outside of work. That was the interesting part of Mr. Woodburn’s work relationships. They weren’t secrets from his wife and they were fully consensual by both participants and could be ended at any time. Trudy was getting married soon and I was to be her Maid of Honor. It was a common joke between us that that distinction did not include ‘trying out the groom’. I put my hand on the doorknob and winked at Trudy. She was well aware of what would likely be expected of me when I entered the BDSM office. I knocked on the door with my other hand, waited for his comment, and entered the office. Since it was only Ms Borden as the other person in the office with Mr. Woodburn, I had a hand moving behind my neck to loosen the clasp and the other pulling the zipper down as my eyes took in Mr. Woodburn behind his desk and Ms Borden in one of the visitor chairs across from him. I paused only a split second to get his nod that I teen was acting appropriately. As part of being his Personal Slut, I was domination required to strip to my stockings and heels upon entering his office regardless of the intention of my entering unless he had a visitor with whom it wouldn’t be appropriate. I still had no indication from either of them if this was purely business related or more social, but my entrance wasn’t conditioned by that knowledge. Both of them gave me their full attention as I wiggled the mid-thigh length pencil dress over my hips and down my legs. I stood naked for a moment for their observation before hanging the dress on the nearby coat tree. Another of Mr. Woodburn’s restrictions was that I never wear underwear unless absolutely necessary for maintaining some business decorum. When I wore a business dress, like today, there wasn’t much of a striptease effect. As I passed behind Mary, I allowed my fingertips to graze her shoulders as I took the other visitor chair, sitting comfortably with legs crossed like hers as if nothing was out of the ordinary. In fact, due to the conditioning of the repetition of this action nearly every day since taking my new position directly under Mr. Woodburn (pun definitely intended), it was not out of the ordinary for me to be naked in his office. They both smiled at me, Mary shaking her head at my composure. Although she was familiar with the arrangement in Mr. Woodburn’s office and was a recipient of my open sexuality, it still took her by surprise that it occurred so comfortably. “Ms Borden has a venture her company tits is pursuing in India and has come to us for assistance.” I nodded at his comment and glanced at her assuming she would be picking up on the explanation. Apparently, this was entirely a business meeting. “You need the firm’s assistance in landing the business?” She looked nervously at Mr. Woodburn, then shifted in the chair to directly address me. “Not exactly. You might not be aware that your firm and mine has a long-standing agreement about business together. It was something the lawyers felt necessary to establish to avoid the appearance, real or imagined, of any impropriety since I am President of one and a Board Member of the other. I told her she looked fabulous in white contrasted to her suntan, especially as she moved around and exposed lots of thigh. 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