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momentary hint of bondage brought a smile to my lips,
and a wetness to my groin. Almost unconsciously, I smoothed my skirt.
The unexpected contact of hand to thigh startled me, and then generated
another smile. I didn't often wear such skimpy outfits to work. But I
was intent on celebrating that evening, and no one would say anything to
me -- there are advantages to owning the firm. Suddenly, the phone rang.
Cursing -- I had told me secretary I wanted no interruptions -- I picked
it up. A distorted voice said, "You'v
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