Margaret leant back after the busiest day at work she could remember. She stretched her arms and legs as she pushed back into her chair. As she stifled a yawn she looked across the office and said to Patrick, the only member of her staff remaining. He wasn't her best worker but in this instant he had really worked hard in helping her complete this important piece of work. He was tall, coloured, and in his late twenties. "Well we done it, Patrick, I didn't think we would ever finish that."
Patrick replied "Have you seen the time?"
Margaret looked at the office clock; it was 6:30!! She was supposed to be meeting a friend to see a show in an hour!!
She dashed to the ladies to change as it was always her idea to go straight from the office. She changed from her sober business suit and everyday underwear. She replaced them with a tiny black ½ cup push up bra and matching thong and pulled sheer black hold ups on her slender legs. Her main outfit consisted of a black silk blouse and skirt that was considerably shorter than the knee length ones she usually wore to the office. She applied her make-up, brushed her short blonde hair and looked in the mirror, not bad for somebody in her mid forties she thought. At about 5' 5" she had a nice firm body because of the twice weekly workout sessions at the local gym, even her larger than average breasts had remained firm. Having not had children must have helped. She was now in her second relationship and although everything was fine it had got very predictable if not boring. Bob her partner was ok but not as exciting as he had once been.
She snapped out of her day dreaming and dashed back to the office. As she entered her work place she saw Patrick at her desk talking on the phone. "Here she is" he said and handed her the phone. It was her friend, something had come up and she couldn't make it and had changed the tickets for next week. Margaret put down the phone and swore. She closed down he computer and said goodbye to Patrick and told him not to be too long before he left too.
As she left the building the two black security guards that patrolled the building at night came out of the lift as she entered. They both smiled and said goodnight to her, she returned their smiles and hoped them a quiet night. She also said goodnight to the old fat white security supervisor who stayed by the main door to the building. She had half walked to the station when she remembered the birthday gift, a magnum of champagne, that she had brought for her friend at lunch time, and had left it in one of her filing cabinet draws. Really annoyed she turned and walked back to the office. As she entered the building she told the security supervisor that she had forgotten something but he was a sleep. She guessed he did that each night when the building was empty.
The office was empty on her return but she noticed the quiet room, where there were comfortable chairs and tea & coffee making facilities still had its lights on. Looking in she saw Patrick and the two black security guards drinking coffee. "Don't let me disturb you" she joked. They all stood up and Patrick explained that he had noticed an error on one of the reports they had been working on and had managed to correct it before it was read, it had been a bit of a panic and he was having a coffee before he went home. He also introduced the two security guards as Delroy and Matt, whom were friends of his.
Margaret was very pleased that Patrick had saved the day and as a reward handed him the magnum of champagne. "You deserve this," she said. Patrick took the bottle and said thanks and without being asked started to open it. Margaret asked "Don't you want to save that for a special occasion?" where he replied "Not really I was going for a drink anyway later".
Matt pulled four plastic cups from the dispenser next to the water fount and Patrick filled each of them. "Not for me Patrick" said Margaret "I should be getting home". " You don't have to rush do you? You was going out and I guess you could use the drink too after such a hectic day too". He smiled. "Ok Just a quick one then" she said and they all sat down on the two sofas across from each other.
Even as Margaret sat down opposite the three of them she realised that the sofas were much lower than she remembered and with her shorter than usual skirt she was showing quite a lot of leg. She nervously crossed her legs and realised her mistake as she felt the coolness on her thigh above her stockings, "God they must be able to see nearly everything" she thought. She was still feeling embarrassed when another cup of champagne was handed to her and failed to refuse. The guys agreed that champagne was a tarts drink and one of them disappeared only to return with a carrier bag, which contained some beers. Delroy said well that's us sorted out Margaret, I guess it's just you no the champagne now". Her cup was refilled twice more without her complaining, and she could feel a glow that the drink had produced beginning to run through he body.
Patrick got and sat next to her saying "That's better it was a bit crowded over there". Matt then asked "So what's Margaret like as a boss Patrick?" "Oh she can be a bit of a stuck up bitch" he answered. This reply shocked Margaret and she said in her defence "You joking, right?" Patrick placed his hand on her thigh and looking in her eyes said, "Yes you are Margaret." He didn't move his hand and if anything she could feel it slowly sliding up under her skirt to her stocking tops.
