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Abbie scratched her ass and then settled deeper into the worn couch. Crumbs from her pretzels irritated her thighs, but she made no move to brush them off. She nursed the dregs of her diet coke and waited for Phyllis to tell Sierra that Phillip was really her half-brother's cousin, not her twin brother. She snapped up another pretzel and grinned evilly. Phyllis's revenge would be short-lived. Sierra would have the last laugh because Sierra carried Phillip's baby.

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As the first pot of Monday morning coffee brewed, its rich fragrance floated heavily through the stale air of the office. Juliana, an experienced twenty-eight year old customer service rep enjoyed coming into work nearly a half hour earlier than anyone else. This was her private time -- her chance to catch up on emails, reports, and any actual work before her day started and her mind drifted to topics other than work.

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My job is something most people wouldn't understand. I am in stress management. Companies call me in when the stress level of their employees becomes an issue. I am happy with my job. I make lots of money and enjoy what I do. Today I am dressed in black thigh highs, a tight black skirt and a very low cut red sweater that clings in all the right places. My hair is in a French twist, my makeup applied perfectly. I smile at myself in the mirror as I turn and get ready to leave.

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I had planned on a mundane day catching up with some work but it turned out to be quite different than I could ever have imagined. Quite different. It was near the end of the school year, just a month to go, and things were starting to pile up. As an young but somewhat experienced teacher I knew it was best to get caught up now because otherwise I'd get buried during the torrid last few weeks of the session.

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Chapter One – Thinking It Up Angela works as a receptionist at my office. She is a petite little thing weighing just over 100 pounds. She has the cutest little curves I have ever seen with full A-cup breasts and a tight little ass. She is ten years older than I am, but that doesn't stop our flirting. In fact, it may add to it. With her being older than I am, me being married, and her being engaged, our flirting always seemed like harmless fun.

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