Chapter 1
My name is Lauren Davies. I’m 35 and own my own home. You could say I’m just your average girl, and you would be right. I have a wonderful job with the Sinclair Advertising Agency. Mr. Sinclair comes from a very wealthy family. Some say, he’s worth twenty billion. He has this agency, real-estate, oil interests, you name it. It’s hard to believe that I work here but I do. I get a great salary and all in all, I’m pretty content with my life.
I do wish I had someone special in my life since my last boyfriend. I found that bastard with a nineteen year old in my bed. I can’t believe men can do that. Dan and I had a good thing and he had to go and ruin it. I’m better than that and he misses out on these curves I have. Needless to say, I threw him out and his little tramp too. That was about six months ago, so I’m not sure when I want to start dating again.
We have a couple of young girls in our office. I guess they are both in their early twenties. They giggle a lot so I call them the giggle twins. Janet and Susan can be very annoying. Janet is the blonde and she thinks she’s God’s gift to men. I’ll admit she has a nice body but those breasts are so fake. Guess what girl, mine are real, big, and gorgeous!
Susan is a brunette and while she is a bit better than Janet , she’s no saint. She has long legs and is very attractive. Most men would stop and look twice at them. Me on the other hand, why they might just go the other way. I suppose I shouldn’t be so hard on myself but I am. I do have a lot to offer a man. I’m kind, generous, I’m an amazing cook, and above all, I’m a very loving person. Of course, men don’t see that do they? All they see is the tits and ass, the firm tight stomach. They see with their eyes. He’s out there and I’ll find hm. When I do, he’s be the luckiest man alive.
Oh, God. There go Janet and Susan again. D o those two dimwits ever shut up? Always going on about this and that. No girls, I don’t care. Honestly, I don’t . They sit across from me.
“Hey Susan, guess what. Drake is picking me up in his Porsche after work. We are going to dinne r then, who knows what.”
“Damn, he sure is hot ,” said Susan.
Janet spread her hands apart. “He’s big , too.” They both laughed.
“ I got a date with Rick on Friday. Last weekend we…Oh, damn, you know about that!”
“Yeah, you told me a million times,” said Janet.
“But it was such hot sex. I think my hair sizzled some.”
“Ha, ha.”
Dear lord, you idiots. Shut up, so I can work here! I slammed my binder shut and typed in frustration.
“Hey Lauren,” said Janet. “You got any plans for this weekend. I bet you got a hot date, right? A girl like you has to have tons of boyfriends.”
Susan joined in. “ Yeah, a real hot date. You gotta get out sometime.”
“No. I’m gonna stay home and read. I might catch up on some work , the usual thing. Now, just turn around. Leave me alone so I can work. This is an office you know, not a gossip clinic!”
“Oh, I like to read too,” said Janet. “But I like da pushin better!”
Susan laughed.
Read? That must give you a supreme headache.
Janet looked up towards the back of the office. “Shit!’ Mr. Sinclair’s office opened. He’s here today!”
“Oh, yeah, now there’s a man. God, what a hottie,” said Susan.
Mr. Sinclair was usually out of the office or on some business trip . He keeps busy and only stops by here a few times each month. My interview was with him and he seemed really nice. I bet he has his pick of the ladies, I’m sure. He’s tall, with gorgeous brown hair. He has deep blue eyes and a smooth face. He always wears a jet black suit and a red tie. He stands out in the crowd. Any woman would want him. I do . Lauren, you dreamer.
“Ladies,” he said as he approached the three of us. H e stopped by Janet and Susan.
Of course. Men.
“I trust the work is going well. I’m going to be in town here for
My name is Lauren Davies. I’m 35 and own my own home. You could say I’m just your average girl, and you would be right. I have a wonderful job with the Sinclair Advertising Agency. Mr. Sinclair comes from a very wealthy family. Some say, he’s worth twenty billion. He has this agency, real-estate, oil interests, you name it. It’s hard to believe that I work here but I do. I get a great salary and all in all, I’m pretty content with my life.
I do wish I had someone special in my life since my last boyfriend. I found that bastard with a nineteen year old in my bed. I can’t believe men can do that. Dan and I had a good thing and he had to go and ruin it. I’m better than that and he misses out on these curves I have. Needless to say, I threw him out and his little tramp too. That was about six months ago, so I’m not sure when I want to start dating again.
We have a couple of young girls in our office. I guess they are both in their early twenties. They giggle a lot so I call them the giggle twins. Janet and Susan can be very annoying. Janet is the blonde and she thinks she’s God’s gift to men. I’ll admit she has a nice body but those breasts are so fake. Guess what girl, mine are real, big, and gorgeous!
Susan is a brunette and while she is a bit better than Janet , she’s no saint. She has long legs and is very attractive. Most men would stop and look twice at them. Me on the other hand, why they might just go the other way. I suppose I shouldn’t be so hard on myself but I am. I do have a lot to offer a man. I’m kind, generous, I’m an amazing cook, and above all, I’m a very loving person. Of course, men don’t see that do they? All they see is the tits and ass, the firm tight stomach. They see with their eyes. He’s out there and I’ll find hm. When I do, he’s be the luckiest man alive.
Oh, God. There go Janet and Susan again. D o those two dimwits ever shut up? Always going on about this and that. No girls, I don’t care. Honestly, I don’t . They sit across from me.
“Hey Susan, guess what. Drake is picking me up in his Porsche after work. We are going to dinne r then, who knows what.”
“Damn, he sure is hot ,” said Susan.
Janet spread her hands apart. “He’s big , too.” They both laughed.
“ I got a date with Rick on Friday. Last weekend we…Oh, damn, you know about that!”
“Yeah, you told me a million times,” said Janet.
“But it was such hot sex. I think my hair sizzled some.”
“Ha, ha.”
Dear lord, you idiots. Shut up, so I can work here! I slammed my binder shut and typed in frustration.
“Hey Lauren,” said Janet. “You got any plans for this weekend. I bet you got a hot date, right? A girl like you has to have tons of boyfriends.”
Susan joined in. “ Yeah, a real hot date. You gotta get out sometime.”
“No. I’m gonna stay home and read. I might catch up on some work , the usual thing. Now, just turn around. Leave me alone so I can work. This is an office you know, not a gossip clinic!”
“Oh, I like to read too,” said Janet. “But I like da pushin better!”
Susan laughed.
Read? That must give you a supreme headache.
Janet looked up towards the back of the office. “Shit!’ Mr. Sinclair’s office opened. He’s here today!”
“Oh, yeah, now there’s a man. God, what a hottie,” said Susan.
Mr. Sinclair was usually out of the office or on some business trip . He keeps busy and only stops by here a few times each month. My interview was with him and he seemed really nice. I bet he has his pick of the ladies, I’m sure. He’s tall, with gorgeous brown hair. He has deep blue eyes and a smooth face. He always wears a jet black suit and a red tie. He stands out in the crowd. Any woman would want him. I do . Lauren, you dreamer.
“Ladies,” he said as he approached the three of us. H e stopped by Janet and Susan.
Of course. Men.
“I trust the work is going well. I’m going to be in town here for
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