Jackie Miles looked down on the city of London through the black-tinted glass of her
office window. She stood erect and thoughtful, facing out over the rooftops of the skyline
that by now had become so familiar to her. She felt good, so very good, things were coming
together quite nicely both in the League and also in the company, where her new situation
had been confirmed by the Directors only the day before.
	How she would enjoy the entertainment to come! She gloated inwardly as the object of her
gloating entered and sat before her desk
	"Had I wanted you to sit, I would have provided a chair," she said without
turning. 
	Awkwardly, he rose to his feet.
	"I have been here, as sales director, for two months." she said, turning and
fixing him with a hard stare. Her tone was harsh and reprimanding, then softened to a
coaxing voice. "But I have been to this building before - do you recall our previous
meeting, Gerald?"
	She sat down slowly, deliberately sitting sideways as she crossed her legs, the side of
her upper thigh offered beneath the covering of her skirt.
	He tried to avert his gaze from her as his confused mind tried to recall their previous
meeting. Again and again his eyes returned to drop down and search the hem of her skirt
and beyond, to probe hopefully at the point where her soft creamy thighs met at the seat
of the chair. The dark tops of her stockings grabbing his attention and distracting him
further.
	Jackie grinned, her brown eyes sparkling as she enjoyed the game. She loved it, the way
they wanted her, lusted hungrily for her - yet she was untouchable and unavailable to
them. Her nipples hardened, pressing against the inside cups of her tight bra, she felt a
gripping deep in her vulva; it felt so good to be in command.
	"Let`s refresh your memory," she offered sympathetically. "I came here as
a visitor, we met in the corridor outside your office."
	He shook his head in denial that he recalled it at all.
	"You were then, as you are now, loud and self-opinionated, your comments about me I
recall to this day. Loudly and for the benefit of your junior listeners, you sought to
humiliate me."
	His expression changed, to one of mortification. Horrified and concerned, he shuffled
his feet on the thick pile carpet as she prepared to quote him.
	"`I know what she needs, I`d give the snotty bitch one. I`d soon make her eyelids
flutter and get her screaming for mercy.` Do you remember now, Gerald?"
	He blushed deep red in the silence that followed, his eyes flicked over to the smirking
Kerry, the personal assistant that he had tried so hard to impress for over a year now.
How he longed to get into the little slut`s knickers and show how good he was with women.
She had constantly resisted and now she was laughing at him.
	"Office banter," he said at last, trying desperately to ease his
embarrassment. "Silly office banter, that`s all it was."
	"To a visitor?" Jackie questioned seriously. "What kind of image is that
to portray?"
	He had no answer, his gaze dropped, guilt-ridden as he waited for her to continue. 
	"Do you still hold that opinion of me, Gerald? Do still think that I am in dire
need of a good seeing-to, now I am your boss? To you still think you could make my eyelids
flutter and have me begging for mercy?"
	"All right!" he shouted back angrily. "I was wrong - I`m sorry."
	Jackie re-crossed her legs and sat back deeper in her chair, savoring a moment of
silence before speaking once again.
	"Your apology is accepted and just for future reference, Gerald, my sex life is -
I`m glad to say - both plentiful and totally satisfactory without the need to call upon
your considerable experience in that department."
	She could almost read his mind at the mention of her plentiful sex-life. His eyes moved
up to her breasts. He was imagining her naked and having sex, grunting animal-like as she
was being serviced, a wanton whore that loved the attentions of a good stiff cock. The
thought of his thoughts excited her.
	He didn`t answer, his back straightened and his shoulders drew back to an erect posture
in acknowledgement of his now defeated and lessened position within the company. Defensive
and proud, he tried to bear defeat with dignity, if this ever came out the office staff
would have a field day and life here wouldn`t be worth living. His position and authority
would be eroded to a level that would make his continuance as sales manager totally
impossible. He decided to accept the situation as gracefully as he could in the
circumstances. His time would come.
	Jackie then moved the subject back to business.
	"You will, Gerald, report back to me at five o`clock with the full set of sales
figures that I asked you for earlier in the week. The figures that you thought that by
delaying and withholding from me would embarrass me in front of the other directors at the
board meeting yesterday." 
	"But it`s Friday!" he retorted in astonishment. "You know my train leaves
at four-thirty! "
	"Five o`clock, Gerald," Jackie repeated seriously, her tone harsher and
containing a hint of threat.
	"Monday," he said quickly and hopefully. "I`m away for the weekend, but
I`ll have them ready for Monday."
	Jackie held his stare, her brown piercing eyes conveying an outright but silent
challenge.
	"Today at five," she restated firmly and waved her hand casually in dismissal;
indicating that his interview had ended, his presence no longer required and nothing more
to be said.
	Gerald hesitated, fumbling for words. Then he sighed deeply in resignation, shrugged his
shoulders and stormed from the room, slamming the door noisily behind him.
	Kerry sat silently, testing the atmosphere and unsure whether to speak or not.
	"Coffee?" Jackie suggested brightly clapping her hands together and shuffling
her chair closer to the desk.
	"My God!" Kerry breathed in awe as the silence broke. "No-one has ever
dared to take him on and survived."
	"Until now," Jackie responded easily. "You know, he can`t possibly get
that information to you by the end of today."
	Jackie sat back in her chair, a look of achievement about her.
	"He can`t?" she questioned innocently.
	"The sales information comes in today and is collated late this evening, then, if
he worked all weekend, he could produce them by midday Monday at the earliest. The
computer system won`t allow him..."
	Kerry was interrupted by Jackie`s beaming smile that turned to a knowing raising of the
eyebrows.
	"Really?" she stated. "Then he has a working weekend ahead of him doesn`t
he?"
	Kerry stood bemused as her mind absorbed the impossibility of the request and the reply
to her advice. Then she too smiled and burst out laughing.
	"I`ll get the coffee," she giggled and almost ran from the room.

***
				
Jackie had rested her feet on the desk in front of her, aware that Kerry was casting
occasional glances at her legs between sips of her coffee. It felt good; this younger and
sexually naive girl simply drooling in admiration, she would be easy, interesting and
exciting, but easy none-the-less. Recruitment to the League was never simple, only a
certain type could be nurtured and trained for admission, this girl showed all the early
signs of suitability and only time would tell.
	"As from today, Kerry, you will call me Jackie. We will become close and the very
best of friends as well as working colleagues - providing of course that you maintain my
trust and give me total loyalty and obedience."
	"Goes without saying," Kerry responded instantly. "The way you dealt with
the prowler..."
	"Is that what you call him?"
	Kerry placed her cup and saucer on the desk, taking the opportunity to sneak a glance at
the long nylon-covered legs stretched out lazily on the desk before her.
	"Yep! He always tries-it-on with all of us girls - never gets anywhere though. He
made some headway with a temp called Alison once, they went out a couple of times but he
never - you know..."
	"Fucked her?" Jackie prompted casually.
	Kerry was stunned, she flushed and picked up her empty cup and saucer to help cover her
embarrassment. She didn`t quite know where to look or what to say.
	"I wouldn`t have put it quite so... like that."
	"Why not? How would you have put it?"
	Kerry wriggled with embarrassment.
	"Make love, probably."
	Jackie gave a half-laugh. "How sweet of you. Tell me more about the
`prowler`."
	Glad that the subject had changed, Kerry launched into her description of Gerald.
"Bossy, creepy and disliked by all. He`s always looking, you know..."
	"Mentally undressing you?"
	"Yes! Leering and lusting."
	"Mmmm!" Jackie sighed wistfully and sipped at her coffee. Stunned at her
comment, Kerry looked questioningly at the older woman.
	"How can you say that, Miss Miles?"
	"Jackie, remember," she corrected. "Easily is the answer. I like the way
they leer at me, I see it as a compliment. I love it when they try to imagine what I`m
like under my clothing, it gives me a terrific buzz. Men are so easy to both predict and
to handle."
	"I wish I thought that."
	"Trust me Kerry, they were put on this earth to be manipulated. I do just that and
get them hard and wanting. What better compliment for a woman is there than a man getting
an erection over her?"
	Kerry didn`t answer, she sat silently gaping at the confident woman before her. Unable
to quite believe that this was the same woman that she had known for the last couple of
months. The clear-cut and efficient businesswoman that had got her head down and applied
herself to learn the company systems and procedures in record time. The woman that had
taken and exercised control over the office and staff to bring a refreshing new wind of
change. A more relaxed and happy atmosphere that had seen a corresponding increase in
sales and productivity to confirm that her approach was the right one.
	"Does that shock you Kerry? That the thought of men getting a hard-on for me could
excite me?"
	"Frankly, yes. It does shock me. I thought that you..."
Jackie smiled tenderly at the young girl.
	"That I was a frumpy career woman of thirty-four who had gained her position in the
company and was married to the job?"
	"Something like that."
	"You have a lot to learn, Kerry." The long slim legs of Jackie crossed over
one another, the side of her skirt falling away in the process to reveal the thicker black
top of hold-up stockings; a fact that didn`t go unnoticed by Kerry.
	"I`d like to - learn that is, if you would teach me."
The older woman closed her eyes, moaning softly in satisfaction. Her thoughts sweet and
of the young girl with the firm fresh body so close to her. The little bitch would be
easier to snare than she had first thought. She was looking forward to training this
little angel, very much indeed.
	"Boyfriends?"
	"Er, not at the moment."
The more experienced woman read between the lines, sensing the hesitancy and the evasion
in her answer. Men weren`t too thick on the ground in Kerry`s young life, that much was
certain.
	"Still a virgin then?" Jackie opened her eyes suddenly to catch Kerry looking
straight up her skirt. The young girl averted her eyes instantly and flushed bright red at
having been caught out.
	"That`s rather a personal question," Kerry said, her gaze downcast, trying at
all costs to avoid looking anywhere near Jackie`s legs.
	"So you are then," Jackie confirmed calmly. "Nothing to be ashamed of. We
all were once. Eighteen and untouched, if only I could be that once again." 
	"Don`t mock me," Kerry pleaded softly, her voice little more than a whisper.
Jackie`s tone soothed the young girl, velvety and coaxing, her voice encouraged.
	"Listen, it`s our secret. I would never mock something that I - and all other women
- would give their right arm for, I envy you - I don`t mock you."
	"Really?" Kerry answer brightly, raising her head to search Jackie`s face for
even the faintest hint of insincerity. There was none.
	"Most certainly. I can remember myself at eighteen but it is simply a fond memory
alas and as to the virgin part, well that is a distant memory indeed."
	The telephone ringing interrupted the conversation. Kerry answered and then held her
hand over the mouthpiece.
	"It`s the prowler, he wants to speak to you."
	"You handle him."
	"Me! I couldn`t do that."
	A disapproving stare from Jackie added emphasis to her next words. "Learn Kerry,
they are like children, treat them as such. Take command, girl, and don`t be brow-beaten
by the little shit."
	Once again, Jackie rested back with her eyes closed and listened as the angelic voice of
Kerry did her bidding.
	"She`s on the other line at the moment... oh dear! She won`t be happy with that
news!" Kerry`s tone became firmer and more confident with every moment that passed.
"Well I suggest that you do just that, Gerald and cancel your weekend away. If the
figures aren`t there for Monday at the latest I have been instructed to place
advertisements for your replacement."
	Silence fell for a moment before Kerry spoke again.
	"Oh Gerald!" Kerry said as an after-thought and continued sarcastically down
the phone before replacing the receiver. "Have a nice weekend."
	A great smile creased Jackie`s face, she opened her eyes to see the young Kerry beaming
with satisfaction.
	"Another coffee I think, Kerry. To celebrate me gaining a dutiful and very able
P.A."
	"Thanks Jackie, I think I`m going to enjoy working for you," Kerry said with
sincerity. "No - I just know I will." 
	As Kerry turned to leave, Jackie stalled her.
	"Do I recall that you live alone, a flat in Golders Green if I remember
correctly?"
	"I share with a girl-friend actually, but yes in Golders Green. Why do you
ask?"
	"Just that I`m taking some of these files to work on them down in the country this
weekend - I have a little place there - and could do with some help if you were
free."
	Kerry thought for a moment, pondering the suggestion. It would be great to get away from
this area for a while. A break from listening to her flat-mate Hannah screaming her
delight as her boyfriend gave her the usual weekend`s ration of sex.
	"I wasn`t actually planning to do anything special so I`m free all weekend."
	"It wouldn`t be all work, we could go for a drink and I could show you around the
estate."
	Kerry`s eyes widened in amazement.
	"Estate!"
	"Nothing grand. My parent`s place actually but I have my own cottage in the
grounds. They are abroad, spend most of their time there so the place is empty -
tempted?"
	"We have deal," Kerry said excitedly.
	"Great! Now, let`s have that coffee shall we."

***

Hannah checked her long blonde hair in the mirror fixed to the wardrobe door.
	"Lucky sod!" she said enviously when Kerry told her of her weekend away.
Kerry lounged back on the double bed of Hannah`s room, snuggling excitedly into the deep
quilt that she always felt was so much more comfortable than hers.
	"Great isn`t it, and on an estate too!"
	"Lady muck," Hannah teased. "Watch out for those serfs, they might have
straw in their underwear when they serve you."
	"At least I won`t have to listen to you and Mike climbing to great heights of
passion. The walls in this place do little to cover your wailing."
	"Meow! Jealous or what!"
	Kerry`s tone became more serious, she sat upright, her arms cuddled around her knees.
"Of the sex perhaps, but of you or Mike certainly not. You know I`m happy for both of
you that you are so close."
	Hannah turned, a tall girl with the big breasts that could get any man she wanted. Her
slim figure and ultra-long legs, her blue eyes and narrow hips made her every man`s
fantasy fodder. Kerry looked longingly at the beautiful girl that she had known for so
long.
	Hannah moved to sit on the edge of the bed, she placed a comforting hand on Kerry`s
thigh. Her ample breasts restrained within the tight bra were pushed upward and inward to
create a firm and tempting cleavage of soft warm flesh.
	"You`ll lose your cherry soon. Sex is not always what it`s cracked-up to be,"
Hannah said soothingly and reassuringly. 
	An impish smile broke over Kerry`s face as she teased her friend. Maintaining the humor
and schoolgirl silliness that they were so well-known for. The element they both shared
and that helped to bond their close friendship and help them through times such as these
with light-hearted and at times, wicked sense of humor.
	"Is that why you suffer it several times a day at weekends? To assure yourself that
it really isn`t that good?"
	Hannah slapped her playfully.
	"If you`re that desperate I could ask Mike to educate you - you know, three in a
bed and all that. Not that I want to share him of course."
	"The way you two go at it I wouldn`t get a look in. Anyway, I want it to be private
when it happens. Not something I would want to share with an audience."
	Hannah stood and returned to the mirror to brush her hair. The small black bra strap
pulled tightly across her slim back and her tiny little panties pulled harshly in between
the firm cheeks of her buttocks. Kerry sat admiring the sleek body before her as she had
done many times before. The two were firm friends, they always had been, they shared every
aspect of each other`s lives with nothing remaining secret. Full details of each and every
encounter with men was shared over a few glasses of wine. It was like a pact, more
one-sided in Hannah`s favor when it came to sex Kerry had to admit. Groping and kissing
was all the experience with men that she had to share, fumbling of her breasts and clumsy
attempts to force their hands into her knickers. Not very interesting or exciting, it
seemed almost insignificant when compared to Hannah`s many revelations. Eighteen years old
and never even seen a real cock close-up much less ever touched one... 
	The need had been growing steadily within her for some time now. Kerry felt gripping
spasms from time to time, deep inside her, low in her stomach and vulva. Light and
pleasant they were when they came to her, but a nagging ache at the same time, one that
simply wouldn`t go away and grew day by day. In bed at night, her clitoris would harden
for no apparent reason, her nipples would firm and the sensations she felt were like an
itch that she couldn`t scratch. Kerry was aware that her sexual awakening was happening,
quite how or when she could relieve this tension within her, she didn`t know.
	She found herself looking at Hannah and her wonderful body in a different way at times.
A strong urge to touch and to caress, to gain the exciting feelings and to experience
those tingling sensations that came to her at odd moments. To savor the touch of the silky
soft skin and the firm strong muscles of her friend`s thighs and breasts. To know
intimately what lay so tantalizingly beneath her skimpy underwear.
	"What time are you leaving tomorrow?" Hannah asked to break Kerry`s thoughts
as she continued brushing her shoulder-length hair.
	Kerry swung her legs around and sat sideways on the bed, flushing slightly at the
thought that Hannah could actually know what she had been thinking. "Saturday,"
she flustered. "Jackie`s picking me up here at eight in the morning."
	"Packed have you?" Hannah asked, undoing her bra and throwing it across the
room to land hanging from the side of her linen bin. She turned, bunching her hair behind
her head with both hands, her naked breasts hanging free and uncovered.
	Kerry felt a strong jolt in her vulva, a strange mix of envy and sexual lust. Soft
rounded orbs of breasts were offered so close to her face, long firm nipples stuck out
hard and so temptingly from dark brown circles that surrounded them. Kerry swallowed hard,
her gaze fixed, mesmerized by the perfectly shaped breasts and the slim, nipped waist that
tapered up to them. The way that the thin material of Hannah`s panties pulled tightly
across her prominent mons, molding themselves to the shape of her body beneath. The lips
of her labia were clearly defined under the black material between her slender thighs.
	"What?" Hannah asked, looking down at her breasts as she became aware of
Kerry`s stare.
	"Nothing," Kerry said quickly and stood up, hoping to cover her embarrassment
by busying herself. She pulled the suitcase from the wardrobe and slung it heavily on to
the bed.
	"Okay if I use yours, mine`s a bit tatty for country estates?"
Unconvinced, Hannah came close and put her arm around Kerry`s shoulder, her warm breast
pressing against Kerry`s shoulder. "Sex isn`t everything," she observed wisely.
"Believe me."
Kerry shuddered at the feel of Hannah`s closeness, the touch of her breast and the sweet
warmth of her body transmitted through the thin sleeve of her T-shirt.
	"If I had your equipment I`d know, wouldn`t I?" Kerry answered solemnly.
	Gripping Kerry`s shoulders, Hannah turned her friend to face her.
	"You are young and pretty, with a wonderful figure and great personality. What more
could a man want?"
	"A body like yours perhaps."
	"Listen! I scare more men away than I attract. I get the wrong sort, the good ones
steer well clear of me."
	"Huh!"
	"True I promise! They seem to think that I threaten their sexual prowess, you know,
like I`m a nympho or something."
	"How very true," Kerry quipped, her mood brightening. Both girls giggled again
at the comment, it was at times like this, Kerry felt, that she knew why she had chosen
Hannah to be her friend and flatmate.
	"That`s better, more like the old Kerry I once knew. You go and have a good weekend
away on your estate and when you get back we`ll talk this thing through properly,
okay?"
	"Okay," Kerry said more positively.
	"That`s after I hear all the gory details of your hobnobbing with upper classes on
country estates - and those strapping country lads."
	Kerry began unbuckling the straps of the suitcase. She added a devilish remark that
would be sure to provoke a response from her friend.
	"If, that is, you`ve enough energy left after Mike has been round here!"
Hannah whirled around and threw the hairbrush in Kerry`s direction playfully.
	"Bitch!"
	"Slut!" Kerry countered giggling as she jumped onto the bed.
	"I am! I am!" Hannah giggled gyrating her hips and cupping her breasts sexily.
"I admit it."
	Cowering behind the bed on the other side where she had rolled off the bed, Kerry
laughed childishly at her friend`s behavior.
	"Could hardly deny it could you? Howling Hannah I should call you."
	"Just because you get-off listening to us. I bet you put your ear to the
wall!"
	Kerry giggled louder.
	"And I bet you watch us through the keyhole," Hannah added excitedly.
	At which remark Kerry stopped laughing and blushed red once again.