My secretaries – overview

[stockinglover21]

I am in my 60s and I have worked in London all my life. I have had four wonderful secretaries over the last 30 years and I thought I would write about them to remind myself of the good times and to share with others what I cannot share with family or friends.

I will give an overview here but will start new threads for each one as there is too much to say to keep in one thread. I will post links to each thread here.

Secretary 1 was “old school”. She was 10 years older than me at the time. Fit and fun. She believed it was the job of a secretary to please her boss. She dressed to please, short skirts, stockings and suspenders and blouses with many buttons undone. In return she expected time off for lunch with friends, to get her hair done and pussy waxed (unheard of back then) and just to shop. She also expected presents of lingerie and baubles and of course big bonuses, Christmas and birthday presents.

Two memorable insights. I was the new guy, just promoted to the level which deserved your own secretary. She had worked at the firm for years and had previously worked for another boss who had retired the day I was promoted. On her first day working for me she handed me the post book with her worn knickers inside and told me I was welcome to explore to see that they were this morning’s pair and also told me that if she made a mistake she expected me to spank her bare ass to punish her. Nowadays that would be unbelievable but to a secretary from the 70s it was fairly common – at least in my first firm. I had heard rumours and her “availability” had been strongly hinted at but I did not expect that. By 10:00 am I had explored her bare pussy with my fingers, by 11:00 am she had had her third orgasm and by noon she had made me cum twice, the first by her mouth and the second taken from behind over my desk. She left at 12:30 for lunch and did not come back until 4pm by which time she bent over my knee because she had been naughty being back so late and deserved to be spanked. This was my first time spanking anybody. It did not do much for me but she loved it and she sucked me dry before she left for the day.

Secretary 2 after an initial “nothing” period became an exhibitionist and tease. She would flash me boobs or pussy every day and sometimes many times a day. She would kiss passionately and would allow me to finger her to orgasm as many times as I cared to do it but she would rub me repeatedly through my trousers during these times but the most she ever did was wank me off a few days a week. They were world class handjobs and sometimes I thought better than sex but no oral or intercourse because she was a virgin and saving herself for her husband (not that she even had a long term boyfriend at that time).

Secretary 3 was somewhat lazy, and would find any excuse not to work. As this would often mean sucking or fucking me rather than doing work I did not mind. She had a husband who ignored her and she craved attention which I was happy to give. In return, lots of sex. I once had to go to the doctor with a very sore penis thinking she had given me a STD but it was just damage from too much sex, she liked quickies when she was insufficiently wet to start so she would be so tight and my doctor, who knew my wife, just said that he wished he could have so much sex with someone that his penis would end up like mine. He ordered 2 weeks rest and she said nonsense and refused to go a day without making me cum with her mouth.

Secretary 4 is my current secretary and my favourite. It is unconventional. She was 19 when she started (I was nearly 3 times her age) is married and money is involved so more of a commercial arrangement than the others but the way it has developed and how she has grown is a real story and I am having the time of my life.

Some people may say my track record is unbelievable and the stories are fiction but I know they are true and I do not care what anyone thinks. If you think they are fiction do not read them. Nobody is forcing you to.

They were all willing participants. Secretary 1 clearly expected sex and had done it before and probably offered sex to the guy after me. Secretary 4 needed the money and having had the experiences I had had with the previous secretaries I was keen to help her financially and benefit. Secretaries 2 and 3 are harder to explain. I found both attractive and hired them in part because of that and because I thought something might happen. Secretary 3 was the classic bored housewife who wanted attention and gave sex in return. Secretary 2 is the hardest to explain. I am not sure whether my experience with secretary 1 meant I expected something with secretary 2 and perhaps instigated something I would not have otherwise done.

I am not in touch with secretary 1. Once I had left the firm and started my own business she did not want to remain in contact. I am in regular contact with secretaries 2 and 3. Secretary 2 invited me to her wedding and we swap Christmas presents and her and her husband and me and my wife meet up a few times a year. Neither her husband or my wife have any idea how intimate we were and yes she remained a virgin for her wedding night. Secretary 3 and I meet up for lunch a few times a year (no sex just friends) and we have a platonic good time. She is in a long term relationship with another woman. She says she is not bi or a lesbian she just loves this person who happens to be a woman. Her new partner does not know about us and neither does my wife.

I will do individual threads and I will probably start with secretary 4 because it is current and so freshest in my mind. If the consensus is that I should write them in order I will consider that. It will take me a while. There will be erotic content but these are true stories and the background and context is important.

[stockinglover21]

This is Part 1 of my adventures with Secretary 4. Please see My secretaries - overview thread for the introduction.

Secretary 3 needed to take some weeks off to look after her husband who had suffered a stroke and so I needed a temp. It was August and temps were in short supply. I contacted three agencies and only one had someone available. They emphasised she was young (19) and had little experience. I had no other choice and so I said send her over.

She had fallen pregnant at 15, married her boyfriend at 16 and had recently started work. Her boyfriend worked in a supermarket stacking shelves and money was very tight. She had had a couple of weeks temping but no other experience.

She was cheerful, eager to help and worked hard. She only asked questions after she had tried to find the answer online or in our files and I appreciated that. She wore the same two very short skirts and about five blouses over the three weeks she temped. The skirts were objectively too short for an office but I felt she had no other clothes to wear. She was slim with long legs and she looked good.

At the end of the three weeks Secretary 3 told me that she had to quit because she needed to spend more time at home and so I needed a new secretary. I thought the temp was too young and inexperienced really but she did brighten the office. I had great views of her bare thighs, down blouse views (she had small breasts and her bra was too big so plenty of nipple views) and frequent sights of her underwear. Unfortunately they were plain cotton but still, life was not bad. I did not think she was deliberately flashing. She was just young and had limited clothes choice because of lack of money.

I decided to offer her a permanent job. She was delighted and gave me a big hug. We talked salary and benefits and she was pleased. It was more the security than anything I was sure.

I then said, I had noticed she had a limited set of work clothes and I understood why but I wanted her to have £500 to buy some work clothes. I handed her the £500 said she should shop over the weekend and the money was for clothes for her to wear to work and not for anything else.

Monday came and she was wearing a new dress. Not as short as her skirts but still short. It was plain navy blue clung to her and she looked good in it. She asked if I liked what she had bought and I said yes. She said she had bought two dresses of different types and she wanted my opinion on what I preferred before she bought more.

The next day she wore the other dress. It was knee length but buttoned from top to bottom. She asked which I preferred and I said both were good and she could wear what she wanted. She said that she wanted to please me and as I was buying it should be my choice. I said I liked both but preferred the one she wore yesterday. She smiled and left the room. About 30 minutes later she came in with some papers for me and she had unbuttoned 5 of the buttons on the bottom and 3 on the top and when she leant over to hand me the papers I had a great view of her breasts inside the too big bra and when she sat down the dress parted and I had the most wonderful view of her legs and bare thighs.

She looked me straight in the eye and said which dress do you prefer now. I stuttered and
said I liked both but perhaps I had underestimated the attractions of the second dress. She laughed and so I did I and she said she was sure she knew what would keep me happy and so she would buy both types.

Feeling bold I said that she should wear something on her legs as bare legs were not really suitable. She said that she was sure I would not appreciate thick tights and anything more sheer would ladder easily and would be expensive. I asked if she had thought of stockings because if you laddered one leg you only needed to change one leg not both.

She laughed again and said she was 19 not 40 and if she wore stockings and suspenders to the office her husband would wonder what work she was doing in London. He had asked her to wear stockings on their wedding day and she said she felt like a tart and would not. I suggested hold ups and she said she had worn those as a compromise on her wedding day but again what would he say and still expensive to buy every week.

I said she could tell him too warm to wear tights on the train into London and so was trying hold ups and as for the cost I would buy them for her. I said if she was willing I would give her £50 a week to buy a supply of hold ups. I knew it was far more than they cost but I also knew the money would be useful for her and I wanted to see if she would do so considering she had unbuttoned so many buttons on her dress without asking.

She said yes, I gave her £50 and she went out to a shop, bought some black hold ups there and then and put on before she came back in my room. She sat opposite me the dress parted again and the view was great. She smiled at me looking, I smiled because of what I saw and the atmosphere was good.

Over the next few weeks she was quite playful. Nothing too overt or suggestive but she made sure I had many views of the tops of her hold ups and good down blouse views. I never touched her or suggested more and we began to develop a comfortable relationship where she knew I was looking and I enjoyed the view. Just as importantly she continued to learn and work hard and I was very pleased with the work side as well.

There was only the two of us in the office and so we had plenty of time to get to know each other. We chatted about our lives. She had had the same boyfriend since 13. She became pregnant whilst taking the pill because she was sick and that rendered the pill less effective. I moaned about my lack of sex at home. She said she had plenty of sex. Her husband wanted it every night and the mornings too on weekends but he rarely lasted more than 3 to 5 minutes. She loved him and liked to snuggle up to him but she needed to help herself from time to time or she would go insane.

Money was a big issue. He did not earn much in the supermarket. They had a grotty flat because they could not afford better and they had debts from when she was not working which they had to pay off. She was so pleased I offered her the job and she said she was determined I would not regret hiring her when she was so inexperienced.

I said I was glad she was working for me, she learned quickly, worked hard and had a bright future. We got on well together despite the age gap and she always created a good atmosphere in the office.

Part 2 to follow.

[boosz]

Originally Posted by stockinglover21

This is Part 1 of my adventures with Secretary 4. Part 2 to follow.

Great descriptions! Looking forward to reading more.

[stockinglover21]

Over the next weeks things naturally continued. We chatted more and more about our home lives and life in general. It became usual for her to give me a kiss (on my cheek) when she left each evening and on Friday she would give me a hug. As the weeks went by these were tighter and longer but still platonic.

She suggested I take her out for lunch or drinks in the evening and I said given the age difference everyone would assume she was my sugar baby and I did not want people to think of her like that. We agreed to a drinks night in the office every week. She would tell her husband that she had met a girl in another office in the building and would go for a weekly drink and I said I would tell my wife I had a client dinner.

During these evenings I would teach her about different wines. We explored mainly French (white burgundy and red Bordeaux) but occasionally I would bring a new world wine.

After a couple of drinks she would tease mercilessly. It was always a button dress day and extra buttons were undone during the evening until just one held the dress together. One evening she unbuttoned all buttons and she had taken off her bra and was wearing a transparent sheer black thong. This was my first full view of her very small and pert breasts. Her pussy was bare except for a small thin line of hair above the lips and there was a clear wet patch formed.

She smiled and said that she had some money over from the £500 I had originally given her and she thought she would treat herself to some new underwear. On the basis that I had paid she thought I should see her in one of them.

I said she looked lovely and I was very excited and enjoying the evening. She said she was excited too but we had to keep to the same rules “look but not touch”.

I asked her how many pairs she had bought and she said two. I gave her £300 and said buy more and you can wear every day.

Of course, with the drinking she became even more flirtatious and at the end we hugged twice. Once before she buttoned the dress back up so I had bare breasts pressed into my chest and the second time with the dress rebuttoned. The kiss on the second hug was on the lips. No tongue, still respectful but not entirely platonic either.

I wanted to run my hands over her body so badly but this was her game and by playing by her rules things were progressing. I was rock hard every day for virtually all day and I must have masturbated twice or three times a day after all I was seeing.

From then on, the goodbye kiss every day was on the lips and the Friday hug lasted at least 2 to 3 minutes with some light kissing.

Life was good.

Part 3 to follow

[stockinglover21]

It was now November. Only 3 months had gone by since she first temped for me but so much had happened.

This day was different. She came in wearing tights. I said what is wrong you are wearing tights. She said she and her husband had argued the night before. It is freezing cold in London in November and he said she had said she was wearing hold ups because it was too hot. He had also seen the new thongs in the wash and asked why was she wearing sexy underwear to work.

She said she wanted something nice to wear for herself as she was working hard and she told him nobody saw the thongs as they were covered by her clothes. He accused her of wanting me and she laughed and said I was 3 times her age and he should grow up.

Anyway, she continued to wear the thongs but appeased him by wearing tights. I had a sad face. She said she had two pairs of hold ups left in the office and she could sneak them into this week’s wash and pretend they were from last week but no more.

I said why not buy more and wash them and keep them in the office. She said so you want me to come to work in tights and take off clothes to change into hold ups. Said like that it sounded bad. I smiled weakly and she said OK but let’s be clear you are paying me £50 a week to take off clothes not just to buy and wear hold ups. I smiled weakly again and thought this was going to go downhill fast.

But, I was wrong. She said if you would pay £50 to take off tights what would you pay to take off everything but put hold ups back on. I instantly said triple but if you are keeping things in the office why not buy a suspender belt and wear stockings. She instantly said yes. So I gave her another £200 to buy a few suspender belts and black seamed stockings and she went off to the shops again.

When she came back she opened the shopping bag and went off to change. After about 10 minutes she came into my room. I could see she was wearing the seamed stockings and she said I cannot take off my dress. I do not have the courage. Will you undress me please?

Silly question. I did. I unzipped the back of her dress and left it fall to the floor. She was naked except for a black suspender belt and black seamed stockings. I wanted to fuck her her immediately but somehow managed not to. I gave her a hug and kept my hands on her back and kissed her cheek and sat down again.

She sat opposite me and we talked. She said she did not know what to do now. She did not want to cheat on her husband but she was as horny as fuck from our times together and she loved how I lusted after her but was respectful and the money was great and a huge turn on.

I said I would not do anything she did not want to do. When I was in the office with her it felt as if I had overdosed on Viagra. I was permanently hard and I felt 30 years younger. She said she masturbated at home all the time because she could not climax with her husband.

After a pause she said that since working for me she had this fantasy of being taken by me. She said she did not want to follow through but light touching by me would be OK. I could touch her bum and thighs during the day if I wanted but no more. She would not touch me but if I wanted to masturbate she would not mind. She said she would like to hug and properly kiss on our drinks evening. She also said she would like two drinks evenings a week. I said that was worth more than £150 a week and said she should have £200 a week

We hugged and kissed and I spent the next hour kissing her and stroking her bum and thighs. It ended only because she rubbed her clit furiously with her own hand and climaxed loudly. I hoped she would masturbate me but she did not but she ground into me with her body and said your turn. So I did I rubbed my right hand up and down my cock whilst if fondled her and I came all over her back and bum. I just spurted and spurted and spurted.

We spent most of the day hugging and kissing and me exploring her body but without me touching her pussy. She did however finger herself frequently and by the end of the day she had climaxed 7 times and I had cum three times.

When we left we hugged and kissed properly. It was not a drinks evening, that was the next day, but it felt right and we did.

The next day she kissed me on the lips when she came in. I fondled her bum and thighs throughout the day and she wa so wet it dripped onto her thighs. The drinks evening was fantastic, she stripped to just suspenders and seamed stockings immediately and we spent the evening kissing and roaming hands on each other. I was everywhere within an inch of her pussy and she spent about 20 minutes kissing and nibbling the inside of my thighs my stomach just above my cock and caressed my bum throughout. I was in real danger of coming on her face from the attention but managed not to.

We were breathless and horny and I was determined not to spoil a good thing by breaking the rules but I knew she wanted to but could not admit it. It sounds frustrating and teasing but it was really hot. I felt I could have lifted a 20 pound barbell with my cock it was so hard and she was so aroused that her pussy lips were gaping open and her juices were running out of her. Yet she had not touched my cock and I had not touched her pussy.

I asked if I could eat her out. She said she had never had that done to her but she wanted to try. So i did. Slow but firm licks along the inside of her pussy lips. Deep exploration of her insides. Teasing the juices out of her whilst touching gently her clit. Teasing it, lightly sucking it, firmly pressing my tongue on it and up along its length and down again. She was squirming. She was shaking. She was holding my head in place tightly. Her legs closed together gripping me. I concentrated just on her clit. Firm fast strokes, playing with the tip. Sucking the whole clit protruding. I wanted this to be so memorable for her and not just because it was her first time being eaten out. She groaned louder and louder and there was no doubt she was loving this and she started breathing very deeply and quickly and just screamed, Fuck Fuck,Fuck and practically crushed my head with her legs. She went limp and started crying. She sobbed and sobbed.

I held her and asked if she was ok. She took a while to speak. She said it was absolutely fantastic but she never intended to cheat. She wanted the attention and the money but did not expect to be so carried away that she could climax like that with me. She said she had to go. She took off her stockings and suspenders, put on her dress, quickly kissed me and left.

I just stayed there. My face soaked in her juices. My cock throbbing, wondering whether she would be back the next day or had I fucked it all up.

The next day was a Friday and she messaged me to say she needed to think and she would not be in. My mind was racing. Would she quit. Had I gone too far. I had an agonising weekend thinking all the worst things.

Part 4 to follow

[stockinglover21]

The weekend was agonising. Would she come in on Monday? Would she just stop everything? Could I cope if she did? I kept thinking of her crying. Had I corrupted her and did she regret what she had done? But then I just thought of her body and how much I wanted her. Round and round I went.

I left my house on Monday with mixed feelings. Excitement that we might continue the fun, and fear that it would stop forever. When I arrived at the office she was there. She was wearing one of the all button dresses (all buttons done up) and seamed stockings. I took these as a good sign.

I asked how she was and she said OK but we needed to talk. She said she would get me my coffee and come in and chat. She did, and did not lift up her dress or unbutton any buttons as she usually did and so I did not know what she was thinking. She had brought in a coffee too and so I thought this was going to be a long talk.

She said she liked me and was grateful for the job. She had showed some flesh to keep the temping job. When I offered her the permanent job she said she was overjoyed and the clothes money was unexpected and much needed. She had decided to dress sexily to keep me interested and it was fun. She said she was excited by how much attention I paid her, that I obviously wanted her but did not lunge or grope and treated her well and I spent the time to teach her the office side. The hold ups seemed harmless and were exciting to wear. She could tell I was hard all day and it gave her a thrill. On top of that £50 a week meant a great deal to her and it seemed OK.

It would have been just that if her husband had not become jealous. However his jealousy and her anger at him made her braver than she thought she was. She also wanted it to be clear that I wanted her and was paying her for my sexual pleasure not just to wear good clothes. She did not really mean to be naked. She just said it. But when I offered £150 a week, she wanted the money and she said yes.

I asked her if she wanted to stop and just be my secretary. No nudity, stockings or anything. I said I liked her, she worked hard and I would keep her and continue to teach her to the best of my ability.

She said on Friday she wanted that but not now. She had looked hard at her life over the weekend. She had had a child too young, had married too young and was unlikely to make anything of her life until I gave her a chance. Not only did I offer a permanent job to someone with virtually zero experience I gave her the opportunity to have additional money and never once treated her with anything other than respect. She looked forward to seeing me, chatting with me and having fun with me. She has more conversation with me in a morning than all week with her husband.

Her husband wants her to pack in the job and have a second child. She does not. She wants to provide a good home and life for her son. She has an idea and she thinks I will like it.

She said she wanted to buy a place to live and no longer rent. Her husband and her wages together was enough to pay the mortgage with a small amount over but hopefully life would be easier as she progressed and she had pay rises. But, she could not afford the deposit. She said she wanted me to lend her £40,000.

If I did that, she would go all the way every day. I could have as much stockings, nudity, sex, blowjobs, massages anything I wanted as many times a day as I wanted every day if I wanted. For that she wanted £500 a week of which £400 would repay her loan and the other £100 would give her some spending money of her own.

I was silent. Not because I did not want to fuck her but because she was only 19 and in the space of 3 months I had prompted her to go from a shy loyal wife to someone who stripped nude for me and was offering to suck and fuck me senseless every day. I thought I had become a bad person.

I said I would really like to but I was concerned she would regret this and be angry with herself and me.

She said this was her decision to offer this. She wanted it. As she was saying this she stood up, stripped off, came around my side of the desk. She unzipped me, took my cock in her hand and said “we could start now”.

I said yes and she started licking the head of my cock and gently encased it with her mouth. She slid her mouth down a few inches and back up again and just repeated it with her tongue swirling around my head. I was about to cum but I did not want to do so in her mouth. I pushed her over the desk and entered her from behind. She was tight but more than that I tried to stay still because my cock was throbbing from her mouth and I did not want to cum but she had other ideas. She was squeezing my cock with her pussy muscles. I was not moving an inch and she was gripping my cock and moving it inside her. I just spurted. All my sneers at her husband who lasted a few minutes at best and yet I had shot my load in about the same time.

I needed to sit down and she sat beside me and had a huge smile on her face. Did you like that she said. I said yes but I wanted to last longer. I wanted to show you what I could do. She said there is plenty of time for that. It will take 2 years to repay the loan and she hoped she would be working for me for many years beyond that.

I said no wonder her husband lasted a few minutes and she said no, she virtually never does that to him. He just cums quickly anyway.

She said her aunt taught her that. She said that having a baby so young and marrying so young would mean she would probably be on her own at 25 with a child and guys would want girls without the baggage. She said her aunt made her practice kegel exercises and made her move a banana with these muscles to make sure men would be interested.
She had not done that to her husband in a very long time but does do the kegel exercises every day. She said she practised on a banana yesterday to make sure she could do it to me today.

We kissed and cuddled and my cock started stirring again and she spent the next 30 minutes devouring my cock. How someone so young with just 1 boyfriend/husband could suck cock this well was a mystery. But suck it well she did and when I climaxed for the second time I just groaned very loudly. I was spent and shattered.

We cuddled again and I held her tight. She whispered in my ear, rest for a while because it is my turn to be satisfied next.

Part 5 to follow.

[karlhein]

Outstanding recounting of your experiense stocking lover

[stockinglover21]

I must have dozed off. When I woke up, her naked breasts were pressed into my back and her hand was gently cupping my balls and stoking my cock. I was semi hard. 2 cums in 90 minutes was more than my old body should be able to manage but my cock was starting to think differently.

I smiled and said sorry I must have fallen asleep. She did not say a word and instead took me fully into her soft wet mouth and god I became hard again. She licked and she sucked and she caressed my balls. She seemed to be everywhere on and around my cock and balls at the same time and I just erupted in her mouth and she swallowed it all.

This was embarrassing, 3 quick cums in succession. I am in my 60s not 16. I said I thought it was your turn. She said we have years to enjoy each other this is me pleasing you. You are lending me a ton of money and paying me well and I want you going home tonight exhausted and drained and not regretting one minute of today. I laughed. How could I regret this. You are as fit as fuck, beautiful and I am having a great time.

She said it is not over yet. We have all afternoon to go. Maybe tonight could be an unexpected work late night so we could have the evening as well. I knew then her husband did not appreciate what he had. She was a pleaser and skilled beyond her years with her mouth and pussy but he did not take full advantage. He had never eaten her out so she rarely gave him blowjobs and he did not care because all he wanted was missionary, cum and fall asleep.

I asked her how she learned to lick and suck like that and she said her aunt again. Bananas have more than one use. I laughed and said perhaps I should meet her aunt and she playfully thumped me in the arm and said no way. I am not sure from what she said whether her aunt was a high priced escort or just a serial mistress to rich men. However, she was extremely skilled sexually and once my secretary had fell pregnant decided to teach her how to please a man.

I said what about a woman and for the first time since I have known her she blushed.

Part 6 to follow

[stockinglover21]

I thought there was going to be a great revelation but there was not. She said her aunt had wanted to teach her how to please a woman orally but she could not bring herself to let her aunt do that to her or for her to do that to her aunt.

She had never been with a woman and I have been the only person to eat her out. Talking of that. She said, it was her turn to be pleasured and she lay on her back, spread her legs and said “eat me”.

I did. She was soaking wet already and I kissed her thighs and licked her lips slowly and gently. I teased and probed with my tongue and allowed my finger to circle her clit whilst I probed deeper with my tongue. I went deep inside her pressed my tongue against the roof of her pussy and explored her clitoris. I sucked on it. It was a hard nub. I licked it slowly I circled it I devoured her pussy. I pressed firmer and firmer against it whilst moving off and exploring her pussy again. I kept this up. Teasing her clit. Tracing my tongue between her slit. Alternating slow fast faster and slow.

She was squirming and breathing deeply and starting to moan. I did not stop. I had cum 3 times. She was going to remember this. I stopped and moved up her body to kiss her deeply and passionately whilst my finger teased her clit. She could taste her own juices on my tongue and smell herself on my face. I moved firmer and faster on her clit. She was in a rhythm now building to a climax. Her nipples were rock hard as I sucked on them and teased her.

I slowed, kissed her breast, her stomach. her thighs and went back to her pussy. Her clit needed the softness of my tongue. I needed her to climax. I wanted to make her scream. Her breaths were very deep and fast now. She was thrusting her pussy into my face. Forcing my tongue firmer on her clit. She wanted it faster and harder and I could not deny her release. She was nearly there I could tell she was shaking it was close. I slowed down and she shouted no! fuck! faster please faster! and I did and she let out this really low growl and went into a kind of mini spasm.

My job was done. There was no doubt that it was a job done well.

Part 7 to follow

[Sonera]

Nice story.

But how does this move from monday morning to afternoon? How come you guys can be cooped up in your office all day with not a single meeting? Thiught the exec class didn't do anything else?