quite excited at the prospect, holding Natasha and watching her writhe as Davina worked her magic had really turned her on to and she quite fancied Barrie. If Tash was up for it, so was she; but what about the fall-out?
‘I’m not worried about the size Tash, Helen and I used a large dildo quite a lot… What does concern me though is how it could affect our business relationship, and anyway, Barrie may not be up for it.’
The corners of Natasha’s mouth twitched as Barrie tried to suppress a smile of triumph. She was hooked! All he had to do now was make it happen.
Natasha was pleased with the confirmed orders from Davina, but as Barrie had pointed out yesterday evening, DebTash was a small business so apart from meeting delivery dates and maintaining quality, they could have a cash flow problem to solve. Large orders from one customer had brought many a successful business to its knees. These were things Barrie knew, but as she was in his body, she was going to have to appear knowledgeable on the subject when she met them later. She doodled absentmindedly on his blotter as she thought through the pros and cons of the Naughty but Nice order. Who would know what to do? Who would Barrie turn to for advice? It had to be Duggie, she reached for the internal phone, but changed her mind. It was only a step a long the corridor to fix up a meeting through Penny and if Sam had any information on the leak, she would be able to keep Duggie up to speed at the same time. She looked at the doodle and was horrified to see a shapely female form in lace knickers and bra. She was in Barrie’s body, but her subconscious mind was obviously still on her own business. There was a light tap on the door and Samantha Derby walked in. Natasha quickly moved Barrie’s laptop to cover the doodle and smiled a welcome.
‘Thought it best to talk here Barrie, if you can spare a couple of minutes?’
‘Sure thing Sam – take a seat.’ Sam carefully closed the door. Natasha noted that the navy blue skirt was of a slimmer cut today with a slit up the right side, which revealed a glimpse of thigh as she crossed the room. Her crisp white blouse had three buttons undone instead of two and as she tilted forward to drag the chair closer to Barrie’s desk, Natasha found herself mesmerized by her cleavage. Sam certainly had a nice pair of tits and her skin had a wonderful healthy glow; Barrie’s penis began to stir. Would she be able to resist having sex with Sam if the opportunity arose? A more pertinent question would be, did she want to resist? Shagging Penny had been a bit of a laugh, but she really fancied Sam. Did Barrie feel the same? Would she still fancy her if she was in her own body?
Sam smiled; she had noticed Barrie eyeing her breasts. ‘I’ve identified a couple of possibilities, but yet to work out how they could have logged into our data base. I didn’t want to say anything in front of the girls, just in case one of them is involved.’
‘Good thinking.’ Natasha was studying her as she spoke. She had a squarer jaw than hers and a wider generous mouth. She showed a lot of teeth when she smiled, which was often.
‘I reckon I’ll have everything we need by lunchtime, for the sake of secrecy it will be best if we go to my place and run it on my computer.’
Was this code for, do you fancy a bonk? Despite everything she had intended, Natasha gave Sam one of Barrie’s best smiles. If he was giving her a regular seeing to, as he would put it, why shouldn’t she find out what was so different that he had to stray.
‘Great idea,’ she said. The door opened and Penny walked in. She looked surprised to see Sam. ‘Sorry – didn’t know you had a meeting. Just wanted to let you know the problem we spoke about has been solved.’ Natasha called after her as she turned to leave.
‘We’re discussing the Dynamic situation. Should have something for Duggie this afternoon – how’s his diary?’
‘He’s got a lunch appointment, then his dentist at four. Shall I pencil you in for 3 o’clock?’
‘That’s fine. Thanks for letting me know the problem’s been solved.’
Penny smiled over her shoulder. ‘That’s okay – my pleasure – I can assure you.’ She gave the now familiar waggle of her bottom and flounced out. Natasha wondered if she knew Barrie was seeing Sam as well. Sam gave her a quizzical look followed by what Natasha interpreted as a knowing smile. ‘I’ll get on then Barrie, see you in the car park at 12.30.’
Duggie Lummox emerged from his personal cloakroom as Penny entered the office with a cup of black coffee. She placed it on his desk next to the blotter then sat, note pad at the ready, in the chair opposite.
‘So what’s it to be boss? Do I lose my job?
Duggie took a cautious sip of coffee, and smiled.
‘You know very well you’re much too good for me to even think about dispensing with your services – on both counts!’
Penny smiled back at him and made a post coital gesture of crossing her long legs to reveal an expanse of shapely inner thigh to her new lover. With a great effort he hauled his eyes back to her face. ‘But we must have rules Penny – we can’t have any more shagging in the office.’
‘Couldn’t agree with you more boss.’
‘Why are you suddenly calling me boss? It’s always been Duggie.’
‘I don’t want to seem over familiar.’
He spluttered into his coffee. She laughed. He laughed and shook his head ’I really don’t know what I’m going to do with you.’
‘A regular shag would be nice – your place or mine?’
Duggie looked nervous. ‘We could have dinner this evening, and then decide?’
Penny gave him an encouraging smile. ‘That sounds wonderful. Do you want me to book somewhere?’ He nodded. ‘Try Roberto’s, they might be able to fit us in.’
‘They’ll fit us in – I like Roberto‘s. What time?’
‘About eight? I could pick you up if you’d like. Save trundling around in two cars.’
‘I’ll be ready and waiting.’ She uncrossed her long legs and glanced down at her notepad. ‘You have three appointments today. Your hairdresser at 1.30pm and your dentist at 4pm. Barrie wants to report on Dynamic, so I’ve pencilled him in for 3pm.’
‘That’s fine, but Penny. I don’t have a hairdresser or dentist.’
Penny stood up, leant across the desk and touched the end of his nose with a bright red finger nail. ‘You do now. Do you want me to return these?’ She transferred the finger nail to the two files.
‘No, I’ll keep them. I want to have a chat with Pauline.’ Penny turned to leave. ‘Just one more thing Penny.' the hairdresser – the dentist? What have I let myself in for?’
Penny looked back as she opened the door. ‘A make-over Duggie, supervised by me – and you’re going to love it – trust me.’ She waggled her rear at him and left. Duggie sighed a contented sigh and picked up the files.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
The alarm radio came on. Peter Bunford stirred and turned to check the time. It was 10-30am, the alarm was usually set for 2pm when he was on night shifts, although he was often up and about long before that, but to-day was different; Becky was off to university. He had offered to drive her to Nottingham, but Julie insisted that she would. He would have liked to, but wasn’t prepared to argue. He would tell her about the coaching job at the Rugby Club later, she should be back well before he was due to leave for the night shift. He hauled himself out of bed, put on his dressing gown and headed for the family bathroom; he always used the spare bedroom at the back of the house when on nights, less to disturb him there. He turned on the shower and looked out through the window as he waited for the hot water to feed through. It was a sunny morning. A good day for a drive to Nottingham. He pushed a hand through the shower curtain to check the temperature a few seconds and it would be ready. Then he noticed the car, a silver Mercedes SL Roadster, parked in their short driveway. The hood was down and the boot open, so, if Julie wasn’t taking Rebecca to Nottingham, who was? He shrugged off the dressing gown and stepped into the shower.
Rebecca was in two minds about the Mercedes. It would be fun to drive in it to Nottingham, but what would the other students think? Probably better than arriving in the ProClean van though. She could hear her father whistling in the shower as she lugged her case downstairs, he would have done it for her, but she liked to be
