She thought again……….why take her bra?
Ding……..Dong……
Ding……..Dong……
Her head went straight……….
Behind the stocking mask her red and sore eyes shot open wide…….
Her body stiffened……….straighter……..
She appeared more alert this time…….
The fuggy haze in her mind suddenly cleared………
It was her doorbell………
She had finally realized it was her door bell ringing……….the ringing was not inside her head……
Someone was outside her front door…….ringing her electric door bell
Julia Ward drew on a reserve of energy she thought she never had……..
She ignored the pain from her tied and numb feet…….her bound wrists and hands…….
She struggled…….and did she struggle
She lifted her pelvis and arched her hips forward……her arse briefly lifted from the chair……….the waistband of her tights became tighter on her skin…..her nude satin briefs under the central seam being thrust forward……..causing the sloped curve of her pelvic bulge to deliciously flaunt her sex…….her womanhood………as she pulled on her sore limbs her legs went wider……….
Her strong thighs under the sweaty nylon……….her knees bent………her lower legs strictly arched back, taped to the rear chair legs.........
The reinforced run guard high up on her thighs……..below, the shade of her tights were lighter on her legs………only the reinforced toe seam being equal to that above the run guard……..her painted red toenails temporarily obscured…….
She pulled on dead hands and feet…….
She rocked back and fore………
From side to side………….
She slammed her back into the chair……
Her head snapping back…………thrashing from side to side……..
Regardless that she had been gagged…….Julia Ward howled……….
Her rage found her strength
'MMPPPHHHH!!!!!
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘FHHHGMM’
‘HHHMM!
Once again her sweaty, half naked body twisted and gyrated……….
Her head thrashing from ………
'MMPHHHHH, MGHMMM!!
Ding……..Dong
Ding……..Dong
Please don’t go…..she was thinking……….don’t go
Her stuffed mouth trying to convey the same message………
Please don’t leave…….
Help Me!
Her gagged face imploring………….
Her eyes red and moist………hidden under her own misused stocking……..
Her nose and nostrils abnormally flared……..
Please……I’m here………
For God Sake…..Help Me !!!!!
'nh!!!
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
'MMPHHHHH, MGHMMM!!
Help Me !!!!!
Julia….using her body in energetic spasm……attempted to bounce the chair towards the curtained window……..
On her first jump…..the pain was excruciating……but the chair did move…………not far……..but it did move
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
She readied herself to try again…………
Outside Julia’s house…….there were indeed people
A male Police officer was studying a black number ‘3’ affixed to the wall…….near Julia’s front door
Another female officer was checking her issued tablet……..
‘Three, the Grange’ she said casually ‘confirmed’
Both Police Officers wore the standard patrol uniform issued nowadays……
Black boots, black/blue cargo pocketed trousers………
Uniform shirts and jacket…..a lime green Hi Vis utility vest with assorted equipment……
Both wore Police base ball style caps……….
All baggy….not showing ones shape or true figure……..
Their patrol car was parked in the street……..they were checking the area………knocking on doors, asking residents and neighbors if they had seen anyone or anything suspicious…….any strange noises……..
So far they had drawn a blank…….
No one they had interviewed had seen or heard anything……..but all, looked quite anxious…….there was an escaped lunatic on the loose…….
One bright spark even suggested that once caught ‘They need locking up’………..well, that was the general idea….it takes all sorts they thought…….
The female officer, older than the male, offered ‘No one in’
The male pressed the doorbell again………
The female moved onto the grass……….the house had been constructed with brown brick……….the window frames where thick white PVC…….like the front doo…….double glazed…..ideal for keeping heat in……..and annoying external sound out……..but also very efficient in keeping sound in……..excellent in fact……
The roof looked new and well kept……..also the water pipes and trough system…….
The whole estate was a new build……..
She looked at the lower front window………..the curtains were drawn……….the blinds were also closed……no small windows left open…….
No one down stairs then…..or they were hiding
The male just watched his partner………he was bored and hungry……..he fancied a bacon sandwich or something……..with a hot coffee
The female officer walked further backwards……..onto the garden if you could call it that……….and looked up……….the main bedroom’s curtains were also drawn………..all the windows closed……….
The house looked battened down…….silent as the grave………
The WPC stared at the curtained windows…………there was lace there too…….
She looked……..never thinking that there was a struggling bound and gagged young woman just behind them who had been robbed……….but she was feeling something
No curtain fluttered………no face appeared…….nothing moved……….and especially no face that had been gagged and was wearing a stocking over its head……….
‘All the curtains are still dawn’ she said
‘And……..’ replied her partner…..not seeing or thinking the same as his partner did……..
She had always been the suspicious one………
She took nothing for granted……never…….she wanted to make CID one day……..
Young Dave here she thought would be plodding the beat for the rest of his career………
‘Bit late in the day’ she said
He came over to where she was standing…….and looked up
‘Shaggers’ he sniggered
‘Not necessarily………not everyone as a one tracked mind Dave’
She looked at him and smiled ‘Clown’……..he was a good looking guy
She was not that bad looking…….a little stern in the face maybe, that was all……….but still a woman, with a good shape too……
And he was rather fit……not the brightest sparkplug…….but fit he was…..…he played a lot of soccer she believed………
‘We can check around the back if you like’ he offered
‘Yeah…….worth a look……seems to be a little too quiet for my liking’ she said
‘The place looks a little battened down…….secured’
‘Or just locked up’ he said
‘Nah….I have that feeling’
‘Not that again Kathy’ he grimaced
‘Hey…..when it comes on….am I wrong’ she countered
LOCKED DOORS
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
He paused; he knew her reputation for having a sixth sense ‘Fair enough…..lead on ole Mighty Wise One’
‘Smart arse’ she quipped
They both sniggered at the banter………..
He had a nice smile two……trusting eyes………blue
They both started to move……..heading for a tall wooden side gate that led to the rear of the house…..
Just then there was movement from the house next door………
Both Police Officers stopped in their tracks……..
They had both observed a woman emerge from an identical looking house………a black number two adorned the wall
She did not see them, her back was turned to the two officers who were silently approaching..……..she had keys in her hand and was probably going to lock the front door………
She was a dirty blonde……a medium blonde with brown tones………probably not her natural color…..
She was wearing a cream nylon/cotton outer coat that ended on her upper thighs………
She was also wearing tight black trousers with a slight flare at the bottom………black heels……..open which showed jet black hosiery on her feet……probably knee high stockings………..maybe tights due to the cold weather…….
She had a black leather bag over the shoulder………in her other hand was a brown, soft leather briefcase………she was juggling her bunch of keys attempting to get the one that locked the door………
‘Excuse me’ said the WPC called Kathy
‘Bloody Hell’ shouted the woman and proceeded to jump a mile………
She had spun around……..her ample chest wobbling under the turtle necked purple sweater……..a startled look of fear on her face……..
When she saw that it had been two Police Officers that had made her jump, her posture relaxed straight away……then her face became rather flushed and red……..
‘Bloody Idiots’ she was annoyed now………..
‘Nearly gave me a heart attack……what with that lunatic running around’
‘That’s what we are here for Madam…….checking on the local area…….making sure the public are safe’ said the male……
‘What……. by creeping around and scaring the living daylights out us’ she was angry now……..more with the embarrassment on showing weakness in front of others…..she was a strong and fit women…….who thought she could look after herself………..
‘We were not sneaking around Madam’ Kathy was getting annoyed now……
‘We were ringing the bell on number three……and’……….she was interrupted………
‘And jumping out on people’ said the blonde…….
‘Stop that’ ordered John, who had never been slow on taking command of a situation, he just never thought ahead much, or too deeply on a situation or a problem……..
‘Shall we start again before this gets out of hand’ he offered……..he had a gentle voice too when required…….Kathy liked that
The WPC also crossed her arms…………looking rather stern, and suggesting that she too would take no further nonsense………
‘Alright’ said the blonde female
‘I surrender’ …….
The officer started again
‘Do you live there Madam’ pointing at the house she had just vacated……..
‘Yes’ tempting to say…….I just left the fucking place you idiot…………
‘Any ID’ asked the Kathy………all official in her tone…..her thin lips terse
‘Drivers license, will that do’
‘That will do nicely Madam’ she said
The WPC checked the plastic card when offered……….she compared the photo back to the real face of the woman…….and noted the address on the card…….
They appeared genuine and matched……….
‘Thank you Ms Garland’ handing the plastic card back at the same time…….
Abby Garland returned her driving license to her purse……..which itself was slipped into the leather shoulder bag……
Her fingers adorned with rings……intricate pieces that she had made herself…..Celtic swirls on dulled gun metal……….her fingernails sporting black nail varnish……
‘Everything okay with you…….and yes, we are still looking for the lunatic’ she said, her face finally smiling ‘as you delicately phrased it’
It broke the ice……..
Abby also smiled…….
‘Yes……..I am okay……going to work actually’
‘Going far……’ enquired John…….
Abby looked him over……...not bad……..fit looking type, good looking……...she wondered how big his dick was………..
She liked to play both ends of the field, she always had……ever since her wealthy and selfish parents had sent her to that expensive all girls boarding school……….
But still…… she enjoyed the cock now and again………a large and thick juicy one if she could get it……
She blinked twice and stopped her fantasizing……..and focused on what was being said to her……
Otherwise she would be late opening up her shop………
‘Danbury…….I own an arts and crafts shop, with a little clothing range…….’
‘Would I know it’ enquired Kathy….who lived in Danbury………
‘Nirvana, on Sadler Street, it’s a small place’
Kathy lingered on the name of the address…..then she had it
A boutique….popular with students and teenagers……and adults who still thought they were teenagers……..very arty, too counter culture for her taste………..not her thing at all, but yet again she had only passed by……she had never gone inside to have a good look…….
‘Yes…….I know it…….I’ll pop round one day’
‘’Please do’ said Abby, who took a step back, looking the officer over
‘I may have something for you’
‘I will…..maybe on the weekend’ said Kathy…….
And she would too……and not for any gift or item of clothing either……..
It was her sense……a sense she could never explain……..maybe it was an aura that some people projected……
It was not science anyway……
Old magic maybe……pagan law long forgotten………she shuddered a little
Whatever it was….it was making her a good copper……..her star was rising
But this woman gave her that feeling that things were not right…….
She needed to see her again….or that inner silent voice told her that she had to see her again……she was not someone to forget…….
Dave coughed slightly.........politely breaking up this woman’s hour…….
‘Do you live alone’ said the PC…….
His partner gave him a stare……..
‘Yes…..I do actually’ smiled Abby, not minding the question at all………
‘Well Ms Garland…….just make sure you secure all the windows, doors and locks, especially at night…….if you see anyone prowling call 999 immediately…..there is a press and TV release on the description……..female of course as you know already’
‘Yeah……I do know, horrible looking cow……how come you haven’t caught her yet……..a bit long isn’t it’
‘Yes……we are still looking……..we are turning the area over with the manpower we have, other forces are being drafted in………..maybe she has travelled further than anticipated…..but we will get her’ chimed Dave
None of them realizing that just above them in the next house was a gagged and bound woman trying to raise the alarm……….
A woman that had been subdued by just the unbalanced female the police were seeking……….
The evader currently using this woman’s identity and clothing to hide among them all……….a wolf in sheep’s clothing
‘Oh okay’ said Abby…….not sounding very convinced
The WPC pointed at her neighbor’s house…….
‘Do you know them…..those living next door ‘she asked
‘I met the woman living there this morning’
‘Oh…..just this morning’
‘Yes…..she just moved in a few days ago…….she was going to work’
The WPC was still looking at the house next door…….intently
‘So you saw her then…….I just thought that it was odd that all the curtains are all closed this late in the morning’
‘Probably forgot….Julia left really early’
‘Julia’
‘Yes….Julia Ward…….she lives there’
‘On her own’
‘Yes’
‘And you saw her go to work’
‘Yep……she seemed happy enough, it’s her new job, she works up at Greenbriers’
‘Smart arse’ she quipped
They both sniggered at the banter………..
He had a nice smile two……trusting eyes………blue
They both started to move……..heading for a tall wooden side gate that led to the rear of the house…..
Just then there was movement from the house next door………
Both Police Officers stopped in their tracks……..
They had both observed a woman emerge from an identical looking house………a black number two adorned the wall
She did not see them, her back was turned to the two officers who were silently approaching..……..she had keys in her hand and was probably going to lock the front door………
She was a dirty blonde……a medium blonde with brown tones………probably not her natural color…..
She was wearing a cream nylon/cotton outer coat that ended on her upper thighs………
She was also wearing tight black trousers with a slight flare at the bottom………black heels……..open which showed jet black hosiery on her feet……probably knee high stockings………..maybe tights due to the cold weather…….
She had a black leather bag over the shoulder………in her other hand was a brown, soft leather briefcase………she was juggling her bunch of keys attempting to get the one that locked the door………
‘Excuse me’ said the WPC called Kathy
‘Bloody Hell’ shouted the woman and proceeded to jump a mile………
She had spun around……..her ample chest wobbling under the turtle necked purple sweater……..a startled look of fear on her face……..
When she saw that it had been two Police Officers that had made her jump, her posture relaxed straight away……then her face became rather flushed and red……..
‘Bloody Idiots’ she was annoyed now………..
‘Nearly gave me a heart attack……what with that lunatic running around’
‘That’s what we are here for Madam…….checking on the local area…….making sure the public are safe’ said the male……
‘What……. by creeping around and scaring the living daylights out us’ she was angry now……..more with the embarrassment on showing weakness in front of others…..she was a strong and fit women…….who thought she could look after herself………..
‘We were not sneaking around Madam’ Kathy was getting annoyed now……
‘We were ringing the bell on number three……and’……….she was interrupted………
‘And jumping out on people’ said the blonde…….
‘Stop that’ ordered John, who had never been slow on taking command of a situation, he just never thought ahead much, or too deeply on a situation or a problem……..
‘Shall we start again before this gets out of hand’ he offered……..he had a gentle voice too when required…….Kathy liked that
The WPC also crossed her arms…………looking rather stern, and suggesting that she too would take no further nonsense………
‘Alright’ said the blonde female
‘I surrender’ …….
The officer started again
‘Do you live there Madam’ pointing at the house she had just vacated……..
‘Yes’ tempting to say…….I just left the fucking place you idiot…………
‘Any ID’ asked the Kathy………all official in her tone…..her thin lips terse
‘Drivers license, will that do’
‘That will do nicely Madam’ she said
The WPC checked the plastic card when offered……….she compared the photo back to the real face of the woman…….and noted the address on the card…….
They appeared genuine and matched……….
‘Thank you Ms Garland’ handing the plastic card back at the same time…….
Abby Garland returned her driving license to her purse……..which itself was slipped into the leather shoulder bag……
Her fingers adorned with rings……intricate pieces that she had made herself…..Celtic swirls on dulled gun metal……….her fingernails sporting black nail varnish……
‘Everything okay with you…….and yes, we are still looking for the lunatic’ she said, her face finally smiling ‘as you delicately phrased it’
It broke the ice……..
Abby also smiled…….
‘Yes……..I am okay……going to work actually’
‘Going far……’ enquired John…….
Abby looked him over……...not bad……..fit looking type, good looking……...she wondered how big his dick was………..
She liked to play both ends of the field, she always had……ever since her wealthy and selfish parents had sent her to that expensive all girls boarding school……….
But still…… she enjoyed the cock now and again………a large and thick juicy one if she could get it……
She blinked twice and stopped her fantasizing……..and focused on what was being said to her……
Otherwise she would be late opening up her shop………
‘Danbury…….I own an arts and crafts shop, with a little clothing range…….’
‘Would I know it’ enquired Kathy….who lived in Danbury………
‘Nirvana, on Sadler Street, it’s a small place’
Kathy lingered on the name of the address…..then she had it
A boutique….popular with students and teenagers……and adults who still thought they were teenagers……..very arty, too counter culture for her taste………..not her thing at all, but yet again she had only passed by……she had never gone inside to have a good look…….
‘Yes…….I know it…….I’ll pop round one day’
‘’Please do’ said Abby, who took a step back, looking the officer over
‘I may have something for you’
‘I will…..maybe on the weekend’ said Kathy…….
And she would too……and not for any gift or item of clothing either……..
It was her sense……a sense she could never explain……..maybe it was an aura that some people projected……
It was not science anyway……
Old magic maybe……pagan law long forgotten………she shuddered a little
Whatever it was….it was making her a good copper……..her star was rising
But this woman gave her that feeling that things were not right…….
She needed to see her again….or that inner silent voice told her that she had to see her again……she was not someone to forget…….
Dave coughed slightly.........politely breaking up this woman’s hour…….
‘Do you live alone’ said the PC…….
His partner gave him a stare……..
‘Yes…..I do actually’ smiled Abby, not minding the question at all………
‘Well Ms Garland…….just make sure you secure all the windows, doors and locks, especially at night…….if you see anyone prowling call 999 immediately…..there is a press and TV release on the description……..female of course as you know already’
‘Yeah……I do know, horrible looking cow……how come you haven’t caught her yet……..a bit long isn’t it’
‘Yes……we are still looking……..we are turning the area over with the manpower we have, other forces are being drafted in………..maybe she has travelled further than anticipated…..but we will get her’ chimed Dave
None of them realizing that just above them in the next house was a gagged and bound woman trying to raise the alarm……….
A woman that had been subdued by just the unbalanced female the police were seeking……….
The evader currently using this woman’s identity and clothing to hide among them all……….a wolf in sheep’s clothing
‘Oh okay’ said Abby…….not sounding very convinced
The WPC pointed at her neighbor’s house…….
‘Do you know them…..those living next door ‘she asked
‘I met the woman living there this morning’
‘Oh…..just this morning’
‘Yes…..she just moved in a few days ago…….she was going to work’
The WPC was still looking at the house next door…….intently
‘So you saw her then…….I just thought that it was odd that all the curtains are all closed this late in the morning’
‘Probably forgot….Julia left really early’
‘Julia’
‘Yes….Julia Ward…….she lives there’
‘On her own’
‘Yes’
‘And you saw her go to work’
‘Yep……she seemed happy enough, it’s her new job, she works up at Greenbriers’
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There was a pause…….until finally…….the female officer exclaimed
‘She actually works at the institution’
‘Yes, that’s all I know……..they really need to close that place down……..that’s about the fourth one to escape in two years……Parliament should be involved……it’s a scandal’ said Abby
‘Ah…..but they were caught pretty quickly’ offered Dave
‘They were…..others before just disappeared…….it gives you the creeps sometimes living around here’
‘It’s not that bad ‘said Dave………not sounding very convincing……….
‘Well…..you never know’ Kathy looking worried ‘what’s behind closed doors’
‘Just lock your doors….keep a lookout and no hitchhikers…..and call us if you see something’ said Dave ‘you will be alright’
Abby Garland did not look reassured………
‘Okay…….fair enough and thank you for your time’ said Kathy
‘And you and your neighbor keep an eye on each other’……..not realizing the irony in the statement…….
Both Police Officers made to leave…still looking around
The male turned his head, smiling at Abby, his eyes taking in her figure
‘Remember, call 999 if you see anything………and don’t stop for any hitchhikers’
‘I will’ she said…..noting he said that three times already…….
Abbey, again spied his arse………nice and tight…….
She was eyeing up his body too……
Then she remembered Julia’s tits, hips and legs………she liked those too……more so…....and Julia was closer to home……and she had given her that look……..a look she had recognized since school………she was pretty sure that Julia Ward was like her too in sexual tastes………
So maybe a little fun was more readily available just next door……..with the girl next door……
Not realizing the dangerous path she had just chosen Abby just flatly replied……..
‘Thanks…..I will’………and left it at that
Meanwhile…..…just yards away and above them all, shut away in a darkened bedroom was the real Julia Ward……..who remained struggling, bound and gagged to one of her chairs…………humiliated, traumatized and reduced to being nearly naked……..her unknown would be rescuers walking away……..they were so near and yet so far
‘She actually works at the institution’
‘Yes, that’s all I know……..they really need to close that place down……..that’s about the fourth one to escape in two years……Parliament should be involved……it’s a scandal’ said Abby
‘Ah…..but they were caught pretty quickly’ offered Dave
‘They were…..others before just disappeared…….it gives you the creeps sometimes living around here’
‘It’s not that bad ‘said Dave………not sounding very convincing……….
‘Well…..you never know’ Kathy looking worried ‘what’s behind closed doors’
‘Just lock your doors….keep a lookout and no hitchhikers…..and call us if you see something’ said Dave ‘you will be alright’
Abby Garland did not look reassured………
‘Okay…….fair enough and thank you for your time’ said Kathy
‘And you and your neighbor keep an eye on each other’……..not realizing the irony in the statement…….
Both Police Officers made to leave…still looking around
The male turned his head, smiling at Abby, his eyes taking in her figure
‘Remember, call 999 if you see anything………and don’t stop for any hitchhikers’
‘I will’ she said…..noting he said that three times already…….
Abbey, again spied his arse………nice and tight…….
She was eyeing up his body too……
Then she remembered Julia’s tits, hips and legs………she liked those too……more so…....and Julia was closer to home……and she had given her that look……..a look she had recognized since school………she was pretty sure that Julia Ward was like her too in sexual tastes………
So maybe a little fun was more readily available just next door……..with the girl next door……
Not realizing the dangerous path she had just chosen Abby just flatly replied……..
‘Thanks…..I will’………and left it at that
Meanwhile…..…just yards away and above them all, shut away in a darkened bedroom was the real Julia Ward……..who remained struggling, bound and gagged to one of her chairs…………humiliated, traumatized and reduced to being nearly naked……..her unknown would be rescuers walking away……..they were so near and yet so far
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
BACK TO GREENBRIERS
The imposter, at this very same moment was currently once more sitting in Julia’s spacious office chair……..
The woman sitting in Ward’s new office was also taking a great pleasure in wearing Julia’s clothing and was now sitting very comfortably……contemplating as she reclined back……..she felt like a real woman at last…….
Her black nylon sheathed legs had once again been crossed over…….her dress riding up short……her shapely thigh on display…..occasionally her hand stroked the thin nylon over her skin…….subconsciously reminding herself of the sensation of once again being allowed to wear sensual ladies nylons……
Not to mention a real woman’s bra and panties……….
She felt a sharp spasm between her legs…………just thinking on what she had done was turning her on………
And now she was surrounded by these fancy dressed bitches……..
She experienced another spasm……..
She had to stop…….or her purloined knickers would soon be ruined………
She felt at ease………but not yet secure within her new masquerade……
She stopped thinking and decided to distract herself……….
She was now admiring her new ID card that was hanging close to her large and protruding chest…….
She was subconsciously aware of the tight and stiff bra containing her bust……..exclusively intended for the breasts of another girl……..
Stop it…..she thought
The newly issued plastic and official pass card now displayed her own photograph………the real Julia Ward’s facial image was no more……….the old broken card had been shredded……
This card was now solely her own…….
The imposters hair in this one was tied up behind her head…….she had used a spare black velvet scrunchie hair band to create the effect……she had found it in the leather shoulder bag, thoughtfully provided by the woman she was impersonating……..
She had been escorted by the ever helpful Penny and then she had met Robert……the rather portly young man who ran the badging office…….he had been rather smitten by the new deputy head of Human Resources………
He couldn’t take his roving eye from her breasts and legs….her wide hips and her black boots…….
He was eager to please…..
She wanted her hair up in the photograph that would be used for the new card……just like in the original
And just in the style of the woman in the original snap shot………from the neck up too…….showing no clothing……..
After all…….the woman yesterday had worn a different colored dress……
Robert was happy to oblige…….he had given her an extra hard copy of the photo too……he had asked no questions on why…….
And why would he………he had a great time memorizing those long legs in those delicious black tights…….
He would remember those tonight……..while on top of his fat wife…………
She left Robert in his small office no doubt fantasizing on what he would like to do with her………
And who could blame him………..
On her new desk there were a few files…….personnel files……..buff, hard files, some packed with paper…..others looking a little slim…….
In today’s electronic world they looked a little retro……
It seemed that the committee of shareholders had insisted on an old fashioned paper system with regards to personnel filing…….
However, unknown to our version of Julia, a backup was maintained and held at the companies central database…….at a different location in the country and its corporate headquarters……….
One of the buff files displayed the name ‘Lewis, Penelope’
The file was open……..various sheets of papers left to one side
Penny’s photograph, which was passport sized, had been clipped to a covering sheet……..the paper supplied the reader with the girl’s basic private information……such as phone numbers, email address, address…hobbies…...schools…..previous employment history…….family status and such other fascinating tidbits…….
It was an innocent and useful tool for any employer……..for her right now it was very useful indeed……..and not for any innocent purpose either……..
She was using the files for stalking potential prey………
She had always operated whenever possible with a backup plan…..or in her case a back up identity…….
Just in case she had to conduct a quick switch…….and run
She knew she could not be Julia Ward forever…….and not for long either…….
Getting comfortable in another person’s persona for far too long had been her downfall before…..not this time…..she had prepared and learnt too much to make that mistake again….
She had to keep moving…….it was the only way
There was another half dozen or so files set off to one side…….these were the males that currently worked at HR…..
These she would lightly peruse later……..especially if the male was married or just hooked up with a fiancé or girlfriend……one those darlings may be suitable………
The pile that she had been eagerly studying was those of the females……..
She was only interested in the women…….like an old clothing catalogue of years past…….she was just turning the pages so to speak……..until she saw something she fancied to wear…….
Penny’s photograph in the file was the same one that was used for the plastic ID card……
It was the same for all employees…….
Including now her own……….
Penny Lewis was a young woman……..
Thin in figure………her bust rather small………she had looked to be a natural blonde…….
When Lewis had met the woman she had naturally taken to be Julia Ward she had been friendly, helpful and generally pleasant…….
She had been wearing a long sleeved, dark blue, long dress, that had hugged her slim frame……..the dress was a cotton/wool affair, plain and belted at the waist……it was a boat neck design……..smart and current, the hemline was just above her knees……..a very sensible dress to wear to the office
She took note……reminding herself that her own was short, very short
Blake’s grey pencil skirt had also been long……..
Lewis’s legs were also coated in black nylon……….but the shade of black differed from those tights worn on our Julia’s legs……..Lewis’s tights or stockings were black with a hint of brown………..
Julia had naturally ached to find out which type of hosiery she had chosen to wear that day………
Lewis had worn sensible black office shoes with a chunky heel……..the foot open, the toes of the shoe rounded…..
Julia rather liked her taste in clothes, imagining the girl’s potential choices in underwear…….all hidden away underneath that dress……but no doubt her undies would have been smart and trendy……..they liked to dress smart in that office………she had ogled them all already……….she had done so for years……..
But Penny’s clothes would never do for her…….they would never fit her correctly, especially around the hips and bust…………her feet were much smaller than her own…….
Her facial similarities were few and far between………she could never be Penelope Lewis………maybe in the dark, and very dark at that…….
Penny Lewis’s attire would only suffice in an Emergency……..a dire one at that…….
Ooohh……..her crotch ached and her stomach tingled at all this illicit plotting….
She giggled to herself…….the giggle of a maniac……
No one heard her of course, if they had they would have been shocked…..and alarmed………..she was on her own in her private office
She was reading up on her new staff……..getting to know them all
A cup of coffee, in a white china cup and saucer sat nearby……..steam drifted from the hot black brew……..it had a rich taste, she had never tasted coffee like it before………
She liked her coffee black and strong………no milk or cream………
Not that she had ever tried cream in a coffee……..but she had heard of it…….
When cleaning and collecting the contents of their bins she had heard the bitches talking about it……..
There was a knock at the door……and just like that Veronica Blake came barging in……..
Her large breasts bouncing beneath the purple satin of her blouse…….her bra underneath working overtime to stabilize the situation…….
Her wide hips and gut under that grey and far too tight skirt…….
Julia had had no chance of saying ‘Come In’
Penny Lewis following and then standing meekly behind Veronica…….
For a second our Julia thought the game was up……..
That somehow they knew she was an imposter……..they had found out that she was not the real Julia Ward…….
Had the real woman escaped, she doubted that, she had gagged and tied her tightly enough……maybe someone had inadvertently found the woman…….
She looked at these two pampered females who had entered her office space…….
She instantly relaxed…..
Their body language was not aggressive, their painted faces showed no anger or alarm………..there were no males or security personnel with them…….there was no accompanying medical staff to drag her back to her prison……
‘Time to meet the Team Julia, everyone is waiting’ declared the attractive, pompous and overweight woman
Julia smiled……..a thin smile
Okay…she thought……time to play her professional role………
Meet the gang……..she had lightly read some of the files…….
One of the gang she was very interested in indeed…….
The office Minx as Veronica had called her………
‘Okay…….it would be a pleasure’ she declared……….
She stood up and joined the two typical white collar office mannequins……….
Julia smiled at Penny…….
The imposter, at this very same moment was currently once more sitting in Julia’s spacious office chair……..
The woman sitting in Ward’s new office was also taking a great pleasure in wearing Julia’s clothing and was now sitting very comfortably……contemplating as she reclined back……..she felt like a real woman at last…….
Her black nylon sheathed legs had once again been crossed over…….her dress riding up short……her shapely thigh on display…..occasionally her hand stroked the thin nylon over her skin…….subconsciously reminding herself of the sensation of once again being allowed to wear sensual ladies nylons……
Not to mention a real woman’s bra and panties……….
She felt a sharp spasm between her legs…………just thinking on what she had done was turning her on………
And now she was surrounded by these fancy dressed bitches……..
She experienced another spasm……..
She had to stop…….or her purloined knickers would soon be ruined………
She felt at ease………but not yet secure within her new masquerade……
She stopped thinking and decided to distract herself……….
She was now admiring her new ID card that was hanging close to her large and protruding chest…….
She was subconsciously aware of the tight and stiff bra containing her bust……..exclusively intended for the breasts of another girl……..
Stop it…..she thought
The newly issued plastic and official pass card now displayed her own photograph………the real Julia Ward’s facial image was no more……….the old broken card had been shredded……
This card was now solely her own…….
The imposters hair in this one was tied up behind her head…….she had used a spare black velvet scrunchie hair band to create the effect……she had found it in the leather shoulder bag, thoughtfully provided by the woman she was impersonating……..
She had been escorted by the ever helpful Penny and then she had met Robert……the rather portly young man who ran the badging office…….he had been rather smitten by the new deputy head of Human Resources………
He couldn’t take his roving eye from her breasts and legs….her wide hips and her black boots…….
He was eager to please…..
She wanted her hair up in the photograph that would be used for the new card……just like in the original
And just in the style of the woman in the original snap shot………from the neck up too…….showing no clothing……..
After all…….the woman yesterday had worn a different colored dress……
Robert was happy to oblige…….he had given her an extra hard copy of the photo too……he had asked no questions on why…….
And why would he………he had a great time memorizing those long legs in those delicious black tights…….
He would remember those tonight……..while on top of his fat wife…………
She left Robert in his small office no doubt fantasizing on what he would like to do with her………
And who could blame him………..
On her new desk there were a few files…….personnel files……..buff, hard files, some packed with paper…..others looking a little slim…….
In today’s electronic world they looked a little retro……
It seemed that the committee of shareholders had insisted on an old fashioned paper system with regards to personnel filing…….
However, unknown to our version of Julia, a backup was maintained and held at the companies central database…….at a different location in the country and its corporate headquarters……….
One of the buff files displayed the name ‘Lewis, Penelope’
The file was open……..various sheets of papers left to one side
Penny’s photograph, which was passport sized, had been clipped to a covering sheet……..the paper supplied the reader with the girl’s basic private information……such as phone numbers, email address, address…hobbies…...schools…..previous employment history…….family status and such other fascinating tidbits…….
It was an innocent and useful tool for any employer……..for her right now it was very useful indeed……..and not for any innocent purpose either……..
She was using the files for stalking potential prey………
She had always operated whenever possible with a backup plan…..or in her case a back up identity…….
Just in case she had to conduct a quick switch…….and run
She knew she could not be Julia Ward forever…….and not for long either…….
Getting comfortable in another person’s persona for far too long had been her downfall before…..not this time…..she had prepared and learnt too much to make that mistake again….
She had to keep moving…….it was the only way
There was another half dozen or so files set off to one side…….these were the males that currently worked at HR…..
These she would lightly peruse later……..especially if the male was married or just hooked up with a fiancé or girlfriend……one those darlings may be suitable………
The pile that she had been eagerly studying was those of the females……..
She was only interested in the women…….like an old clothing catalogue of years past…….she was just turning the pages so to speak……..until she saw something she fancied to wear…….
Penny’s photograph in the file was the same one that was used for the plastic ID card……
It was the same for all employees…….
Including now her own……….
Penny Lewis was a young woman……..
Thin in figure………her bust rather small………she had looked to be a natural blonde…….
When Lewis had met the woman she had naturally taken to be Julia Ward she had been friendly, helpful and generally pleasant…….
She had been wearing a long sleeved, dark blue, long dress, that had hugged her slim frame……..the dress was a cotton/wool affair, plain and belted at the waist……it was a boat neck design……..smart and current, the hemline was just above her knees……..a very sensible dress to wear to the office
She took note……reminding herself that her own was short, very short
Blake’s grey pencil skirt had also been long……..
Lewis’s legs were also coated in black nylon……….but the shade of black differed from those tights worn on our Julia’s legs……..Lewis’s tights or stockings were black with a hint of brown………..
Julia had naturally ached to find out which type of hosiery she had chosen to wear that day………
Lewis had worn sensible black office shoes with a chunky heel……..the foot open, the toes of the shoe rounded…..
Julia rather liked her taste in clothes, imagining the girl’s potential choices in underwear…….all hidden away underneath that dress……but no doubt her undies would have been smart and trendy……..they liked to dress smart in that office………she had ogled them all already……….she had done so for years……..
But Penny’s clothes would never do for her…….they would never fit her correctly, especially around the hips and bust…………her feet were much smaller than her own…….
Her facial similarities were few and far between………she could never be Penelope Lewis………maybe in the dark, and very dark at that…….
Penny Lewis’s attire would only suffice in an Emergency……..a dire one at that…….
Ooohh……..her crotch ached and her stomach tingled at all this illicit plotting….
She giggled to herself…….the giggle of a maniac……
No one heard her of course, if they had they would have been shocked…..and alarmed………..she was on her own in her private office
She was reading up on her new staff……..getting to know them all
A cup of coffee, in a white china cup and saucer sat nearby……..steam drifted from the hot black brew……..it had a rich taste, she had never tasted coffee like it before………
She liked her coffee black and strong………no milk or cream………
Not that she had ever tried cream in a coffee……..but she had heard of it…….
When cleaning and collecting the contents of their bins she had heard the bitches talking about it……..
There was a knock at the door……and just like that Veronica Blake came barging in……..
Her large breasts bouncing beneath the purple satin of her blouse…….her bra underneath working overtime to stabilize the situation…….
Her wide hips and gut under that grey and far too tight skirt…….
Julia had had no chance of saying ‘Come In’
Penny Lewis following and then standing meekly behind Veronica…….
For a second our Julia thought the game was up……..
That somehow they knew she was an imposter……..they had found out that she was not the real Julia Ward…….
Had the real woman escaped, she doubted that, she had gagged and tied her tightly enough……maybe someone had inadvertently found the woman…….
She looked at these two pampered females who had entered her office space…….
She instantly relaxed…..
Their body language was not aggressive, their painted faces showed no anger or alarm………..there were no males or security personnel with them…….there was no accompanying medical staff to drag her back to her prison……
‘Time to meet the Team Julia, everyone is waiting’ declared the attractive, pompous and overweight woman
Julia smiled……..a thin smile
Okay…she thought……time to play her professional role………
Meet the gang……..she had lightly read some of the files…….
One of the gang she was very interested in indeed…….
The office Minx as Veronica had called her………
‘Okay…….it would be a pleasure’ she declared……….
She stood up and joined the two typical white collar office mannequins……….
Julia smiled at Penny…….
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Penny smiled back……not realizing that she was off the hook…….
For now thought Julia…….she was still worth a fuck though
All the ladies looked pleasant and finely attired in their tight satin, nylon, cotton, spandex and various straps……
Outside her office Veronica declared
‘Right then Penny…..take Julia along to the others………I will follow shortly’ she ordered
Julia looked at her…….
Penny meekly replied ‘Of course Mrs Blake’…….
The imposter bet herself that the timid and fawnlike Penny was like an animal in bed……..bet she rutted like a dog…….these types always did………
But what team did she bat for…….what was her preference in gender…..that was worth finding out
All in good time thought out Julia……..
Julia illicitly and privately mocked the young assistant…….
Go on…….take you all your clothes off Penny……..that’s a good girl Penny…....
The girl was that subservient to Blake it was maybe possible that she would do so……
It was quite obvious that Penny Lewis was Blake’s office pet……
Julia also pondered the next question……was there more to their relationship……..
Maybe……maybe not……..but she had time to find out……..
‘I have a quick call to make…….Head office’ stated Blake by explanation to the searching look……..with her rounded red lips and white teeth
Penny indicated the way to Julia……….
‘Please’
Julia nodded ‘Lead the way’
Veronica watched the two women walk away and turn a corner…….
Once they were out of sight……..she went into an office……..but not her office……..
She was walking softly on her heeled shoes…….her tan stockinged legs moving slowly…..
She crept into Julia’s office………were the staff hard copy files were kept……..
The filing cabinets cleverly disguised as trendy dark wood furniture………
She looked over her shoulder…….
She was not quite sure on why she was doing this…….
But Julia did not seem right…..did not feel right……..
She had only previously met Julia very briefly…….but Veronica was sure that she had looked different…..and her personality………that was odd
The Julia she had met seemed rather gullible, soft, she had a pretty smile and honest eyes………a little too willing to please…….
She had come across as a little weak and therefore controllable……..she would be no threat to Veronica in her never ending climb to the top……..
Julia had been highly qualified and recommended by those in Leicester……..she had been hired
But this Julia today was not right…….
She looked similar…….or was she………
The outfit today for a start……..that dress was very provocative, sexy……too sexy by far…….it showed off all her curves in the right places….
Only yesterday she had worn a rather more suitable caramel colored dress……..a nice dress for the office environment………long over her legs…….tan hosiery…….
Today she had dressed like a front page issue of Vogue……..
And the way she carried herself………her gait was more assertive, her tone of voice had an edge….and her eyes were alert and cunning………she recognized herself in those eyes……….
Yesterday she had the eyes of a different person…….dark yes……but soft…..innocent
The eyes today…….the complete opposite………
Today she had the eyes of a cunning predator……..
But did she look the same person……..was she the same person
She found the file….it was marked ‘Ward Julia’
She again looked over her shoulder…….
She rested the file on the drawer……..and opened it……..
There was the woman’s picture……..attached to a covering sheet listing her basic personal details
Like all the files did……..
A smiling face greeted her……the facial features appeared to be the same………the woman’s hair tight on the back of her head…….
Yes……that was right thought Veronica……
Yesterday Julia had worn her hair in a tight bun……..making her face more prominent……..
She checked again………
Yes……it was defiantly the same person…….the detail of the pint was of a high quality…..
Maybe that was it…….the face in the picture looked the same as the woman she had met today…..a perfect match…….the face staring back at her was that of the woman she knew as Julia Ward……..
Maybe it was because today her hair was long………
That must be it……..or was it
Julia’s eyes were still a problem……..and the mind behind them…….
She closed the file……and placed it back within the drawer……..
She would keep an eye on her new deputy………
She silently left the office to rejoin the others……..
For now thought Julia…….she was still worth a fuck though
All the ladies looked pleasant and finely attired in their tight satin, nylon, cotton, spandex and various straps……
Outside her office Veronica declared
‘Right then Penny…..take Julia along to the others………I will follow shortly’ she ordered
Julia looked at her…….
Penny meekly replied ‘Of course Mrs Blake’…….
The imposter bet herself that the timid and fawnlike Penny was like an animal in bed……..bet she rutted like a dog…….these types always did………
But what team did she bat for…….what was her preference in gender…..that was worth finding out
All in good time thought out Julia……..
Julia illicitly and privately mocked the young assistant…….
Go on…….take you all your clothes off Penny……..that’s a good girl Penny…....
The girl was that subservient to Blake it was maybe possible that she would do so……
It was quite obvious that Penny Lewis was Blake’s office pet……
Julia also pondered the next question……was there more to their relationship……..
Maybe……maybe not……..but she had time to find out……..
‘I have a quick call to make…….Head office’ stated Blake by explanation to the searching look……..with her rounded red lips and white teeth
Penny indicated the way to Julia……….
‘Please’
Julia nodded ‘Lead the way’
Veronica watched the two women walk away and turn a corner…….
Once they were out of sight……..she went into an office……..but not her office……..
She was walking softly on her heeled shoes…….her tan stockinged legs moving slowly…..
She crept into Julia’s office………were the staff hard copy files were kept……..
The filing cabinets cleverly disguised as trendy dark wood furniture………
She looked over her shoulder…….
She was not quite sure on why she was doing this…….
But Julia did not seem right…..did not feel right……..
She had only previously met Julia very briefly…….but Veronica was sure that she had looked different…..and her personality………that was odd
The Julia she had met seemed rather gullible, soft, she had a pretty smile and honest eyes………a little too willing to please…….
She had come across as a little weak and therefore controllable……..she would be no threat to Veronica in her never ending climb to the top……..
Julia had been highly qualified and recommended by those in Leicester……..she had been hired
But this Julia today was not right…….
She looked similar…….or was she………
The outfit today for a start……..that dress was very provocative, sexy……too sexy by far…….it showed off all her curves in the right places….
Only yesterday she had worn a rather more suitable caramel colored dress……..a nice dress for the office environment………long over her legs…….tan hosiery…….
Today she had dressed like a front page issue of Vogue……..
And the way she carried herself………her gait was more assertive, her tone of voice had an edge….and her eyes were alert and cunning………she recognized herself in those eyes……….
Yesterday she had the eyes of a different person…….dark yes……but soft…..innocent
The eyes today…….the complete opposite………
Today she had the eyes of a cunning predator……..
But did she look the same person……..was she the same person
She found the file….it was marked ‘Ward Julia’
She again looked over her shoulder…….
She rested the file on the drawer……..and opened it……..
There was the woman’s picture……..attached to a covering sheet listing her basic personal details
Like all the files did……..
A smiling face greeted her……the facial features appeared to be the same………the woman’s hair tight on the back of her head…….
Yes……that was right thought Veronica……
Yesterday Julia had worn her hair in a tight bun……..making her face more prominent……..
She checked again………
Yes……it was defiantly the same person…….the detail of the pint was of a high quality…..
Maybe that was it…….the face in the picture looked the same as the woman she had met today…..a perfect match…….the face staring back at her was that of the woman she knew as Julia Ward……..
Maybe it was because today her hair was long………
That must be it……..or was it
Julia’s eyes were still a problem……..and the mind behind them…….
She closed the file……and placed it back within the drawer……..
She would keep an eye on her new deputy………
She silently left the office to rejoin the others……..
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MICHELLE BORG
Julia was again back at her office…………she had met the gang……..
It was past mid day already……….and no one was one the wiser on her true self………
She was getting used to her surroundings in her new role……..not as a slave this time but as one of them…….and in a position of authority too………
She could and would play with them…….for a while at least………
And enjoy doing so……..
The gang…….it was an odd choice of designation, inferring that this lot had done a hard day’s manual labor…..as if………it would kill most of them…….
More precisely and accurately these gullible dupes were a mixed bag or team that operated Human Resources………
Human Resources…….it was an odious term anyway………suggesting that a person was comparable to a brick…….a ball, a ton of coal or bauxite or whatever…..……a commodity that could be bartered or sold…….or misused
The term was straight out of the ‘Dictators Playbook’……..
For such a large and multifaceted facility the number of staff was surprising……only twenty individuals kept the facility’s administration and welfare going……..
Welfare being a rather old fashioned and archaic notion…….a pipe dream in today’s corporate global empire…….
There were various desks assigned to the various operational departments……..such as Medical, General Services etc
Our Julia had shook hands…….smiled a lot……..made pleasant comments………laughed at little jokes thrown her way…….
All the time she was looking…..…taking in details, making mental notes……..sly peeps here and there……….making instant calculations on sizing ……….she was looking to see what was on offer…….
Out of the twenty staff and after eliminating the male element……..
There were only one or two replacement opportunities out there……..
The first…….
Martine Wright……she was young, mid 20s, dark eyes, dark hair…….thin of face……her figure was similar to her own……..
Her facial features were also comparable …….cheekbones and chin, their ears……..
She was single too according to her file……..boyfriend status unknown
Martine had large breasts that looked the same size as her own……..
Her shoe size was unknown……feet were always a problem…….tricky to guess at a glance
Martine had worn to work a nice pair of shiny black heeled court shoes………..they were lovely
On first impressions it appeared that the unsuspecting woman had good dress sense…..….
No doubt her choice in undies would be equally tasteful…………and ultimately very desirable
She had a certain style and carried herself well………she would be easy to mimic
And if it came to it, equally easy to subdue……….
That day she had chosen to wear a natty black skirt suit combination………the skirt was tight on her, she lusciously curved backside…….rounded and juicy, heart shaped……..the skirt hemline ended well above her knees…….
Her suit jacket was also tight and fitted her precisely……..she wore the jacket open on her chest
Underneath that and on display was a large wing collared white blouse……..the blouse or shirt was buttoned up low on her chest………revealing a gold chain around her slim neck………
Her ample chest jutted out…….the shirt was not transparent, hiding whatever choice in underwear she had made that morning before coming to work………..
Her legs were sheathed in off black 15 denier matt tights, which complemented her court shoes magnificently………
Martine Wright was her first choice right now…………our Julia would make a further in-depth study on her and make further discreet enquiries…….
She had liked what she had seen on this one……….
The second choice……..as a backup, was less satisfactory…….
The other potential walking clothes horse and reluctant donor was Rachel Kaufman…….obviously of Jewish descent…….
Although not ideal……...her basic facial features and characteristics matched her own……..but not as close to those natural features that had been blessed to the unsuspecting Martine…..……..
If our Julia attempted to impersonate or imitate this woman then a little theatrical makeup and disguise would be in order………..a lot of makeup would be involved
Again her hair was dark…….and natural
Her figure was a little fuller in girth…….her body a little softer, more plump, not fat……..her backside a little less perfect…….not the same shape as hers, or Martine’s………not even the real Ward……….their bottoms were all heart shaped….….Kaufman was more of a V shape……longer, less rounded…....less appealing to most…….
Less attractive and flamboyant when dressed……..
But with all her still clothes on it was still only an assumption………
The woman’s hair like Ward’s yesterday had been styled in a tight bun……..therefore her neck was in profile…..
She was an attractive woman…….but Martine Wright was more so……..
Both women, who unknowingly were being scrutinized and examined like prime sides of beef were very attractive, like herself now, especially with her makeover and new choice in outfits………
Before she had looked like a filthy and dirty animal……..cornered like a rat…..
Her transformation was quite remarkable……..even after just one day of being free……
Kaufman had chosen to wear a dark gray trouser suit…….it was a nice fit……..the trousers tight on her, a little flared at the bottom……..
A lilac colored wide collared satin blouse had been worn underneath the synched suit jacket……..which again had been worn open…….
The blouse buttoned low…….again there was evidence of a gold necklace………
Her breasts again appeared to be large and looked once more to be a near perfect match for our Julia……
Her underwear beneath the blouse had been invisible………..
She had worn grey open shoes with a chunky heel……..her shoes looked about Julia’s size, but she only managed to take some sneaky and stolen glances at her feet……so she was not that sure……trying on her shoes would be the only real solution……..
She had her own ingenious ways of doing so……..
Her feet in the shoes were encased in grey nylon………nylon socks of knee highs probably………
So Kaufman was acceptable as a potential contributor, albeit against her will ………bur Martine would be the first choice………her cooperation also unsolicited…… and naturally not required
She just sat there……..staring into nothing
Oh…..decisions and more decisions …..when would it ever end………
The price of being a manager she supposed………
She chuckled……..an insane sound……..weird to any sane person who overheard it…….
But these two were the only viable replacement options……..
The other women were either too old, too different in looks, too diverse an ethnic group, too short, too tall, too fat or too thin……huge tits or no tits……
Or………. just plain Jane’s or plain fuck ugly………
But being unattractive or deemed ugly never disqualified one from being considered for a clothes swap…….
If the females clothes fit her…….then why not
Our Julia had found that there was a great cruel satisfaction in wearing an ugly woman’s clothes……..just to see their reaction in what they could never be……….as someone quite pretty paraded around in all their attire……..
It was a turn on for her……..and an ultimate humiliation for them……..
But she now had two unsuspecting ladies on her mental ‘To Do‘list………
But right now she was interested in one of the girl’s in the office…….…and one girl only
This one was the ‘Princess of the Office’……..a real sex bomb…………
And delight to discover…….
Our Julia sat on the comfortable single chesterfield, that had been positioned opposite the twin sofa version………..her long dark legs again crossed over…….a booted heel most prominent, the slim fit leather tight on her lower leg………again her thick thigh deliciously exposed in black nylon……..
A file rested on the arm of the low backed leather chair……..
She was waiting patiently for someone…….her stomach tingling
Eventually there was a knock at the door……..
‘Come in’ she softly called out……….
The door opened……..Julia stood up in greeting, adjusting the hemline of her dress at the same time…..
In sauntered the girl that Veronica Blake had earlier warned her about…….the office ‘Minx’……..the young woman who usually wore to the work place clothing deemed inappropriate by management ….
Even after constant verbal warnings…….
Julia had the impression that she did not care….and on seeing her she knew why…….
This one’s looks put all the others to shame………
Even she felt inferior to this chick………
All women would be envious, mediocre and nasty with this vixen hanging around………….
The young woman striding confidently towards Julia glowed……..
This girl who had a cheeky and independent streak that had annoyed that bitch Blake so much……….good for her…………
Julia had understood straight away why Blake had talked about her so negatively……..the girl was a threat that she could never defeat……..
Julia had picked up some office gossip already…….like bitchy cows always did……..anywhere in the world
The young woman was rumored to have a very active sex…….in and out of the office……
There was a lot of jealously out there………
She could use that against them all……….divide and rule as they say…….
Julia also smiled as the young woman approached……
Memorizing all that she was seeing……….
And she was not disappointed………….
This was Michelle Borg………..
Twenty two years old……….she was an assistant to the Team Leader who ran the medical desk…….his name was George…..a non entity type……….
The medical desk…….she needed access to that station…….therefore she was being overly friendly and pleasant……..
Julia was again back at her office…………she had met the gang……..
It was past mid day already……….and no one was one the wiser on her true self………
She was getting used to her surroundings in her new role……..not as a slave this time but as one of them…….and in a position of authority too………
She could and would play with them…….for a while at least………
And enjoy doing so……..
The gang…….it was an odd choice of designation, inferring that this lot had done a hard day’s manual labor…..as if………it would kill most of them…….
More precisely and accurately these gullible dupes were a mixed bag or team that operated Human Resources………
Human Resources…….it was an odious term anyway………suggesting that a person was comparable to a brick…….a ball, a ton of coal or bauxite or whatever…..……a commodity that could be bartered or sold…….or misused
The term was straight out of the ‘Dictators Playbook’……..
For such a large and multifaceted facility the number of staff was surprising……only twenty individuals kept the facility’s administration and welfare going……..
Welfare being a rather old fashioned and archaic notion…….a pipe dream in today’s corporate global empire…….
There were various desks assigned to the various operational departments……..such as Medical, General Services etc
Our Julia had shook hands…….smiled a lot……..made pleasant comments………laughed at little jokes thrown her way…….
All the time she was looking…..…taking in details, making mental notes……..sly peeps here and there……….making instant calculations on sizing ……….she was looking to see what was on offer…….
Out of the twenty staff and after eliminating the male element……..
There were only one or two replacement opportunities out there……..
The first…….
Martine Wright……she was young, mid 20s, dark eyes, dark hair…….thin of face……her figure was similar to her own……..
Her facial features were also comparable …….cheekbones and chin, their ears……..
She was single too according to her file……..boyfriend status unknown
Martine had large breasts that looked the same size as her own……..
Her shoe size was unknown……feet were always a problem…….tricky to guess at a glance
Martine had worn to work a nice pair of shiny black heeled court shoes………..they were lovely
On first impressions it appeared that the unsuspecting woman had good dress sense…..….
No doubt her choice in undies would be equally tasteful…………and ultimately very desirable
She had a certain style and carried herself well………she would be easy to mimic
And if it came to it, equally easy to subdue……….
That day she had chosen to wear a natty black skirt suit combination………the skirt was tight on her, she lusciously curved backside…….rounded and juicy, heart shaped……..the skirt hemline ended well above her knees…….
Her suit jacket was also tight and fitted her precisely……..she wore the jacket open on her chest
Underneath that and on display was a large wing collared white blouse……..the blouse or shirt was buttoned up low on her chest………revealing a gold chain around her slim neck………
Her ample chest jutted out…….the shirt was not transparent, hiding whatever choice in underwear she had made that morning before coming to work………..
Her legs were sheathed in off black 15 denier matt tights, which complemented her court shoes magnificently………
Martine Wright was her first choice right now…………our Julia would make a further in-depth study on her and make further discreet enquiries…….
She had liked what she had seen on this one……….
The second choice……..as a backup, was less satisfactory…….
The other potential walking clothes horse and reluctant donor was Rachel Kaufman…….obviously of Jewish descent…….
Although not ideal……...her basic facial features and characteristics matched her own……..but not as close to those natural features that had been blessed to the unsuspecting Martine…..……..
If our Julia attempted to impersonate or imitate this woman then a little theatrical makeup and disguise would be in order………..a lot of makeup would be involved
Again her hair was dark…….and natural
Her figure was a little fuller in girth…….her body a little softer, more plump, not fat……..her backside a little less perfect…….not the same shape as hers, or Martine’s………not even the real Ward……….their bottoms were all heart shaped….….Kaufman was more of a V shape……longer, less rounded…....less appealing to most…….
Less attractive and flamboyant when dressed……..
But with all her still clothes on it was still only an assumption………
The woman’s hair like Ward’s yesterday had been styled in a tight bun……..therefore her neck was in profile…..
She was an attractive woman…….but Martine Wright was more so……..
Both women, who unknowingly were being scrutinized and examined like prime sides of beef were very attractive, like herself now, especially with her makeover and new choice in outfits………
Before she had looked like a filthy and dirty animal……..cornered like a rat…..
Her transformation was quite remarkable……..even after just one day of being free……
Kaufman had chosen to wear a dark gray trouser suit…….it was a nice fit……..the trousers tight on her, a little flared at the bottom……..
A lilac colored wide collared satin blouse had been worn underneath the synched suit jacket……..which again had been worn open…….
The blouse buttoned low…….again there was evidence of a gold necklace………
Her breasts again appeared to be large and looked once more to be a near perfect match for our Julia……
Her underwear beneath the blouse had been invisible………..
She had worn grey open shoes with a chunky heel……..her shoes looked about Julia’s size, but she only managed to take some sneaky and stolen glances at her feet……so she was not that sure……trying on her shoes would be the only real solution……..
She had her own ingenious ways of doing so……..
Her feet in the shoes were encased in grey nylon………nylon socks of knee highs probably………
So Kaufman was acceptable as a potential contributor, albeit against her will ………bur Martine would be the first choice………her cooperation also unsolicited…… and naturally not required
She just sat there……..staring into nothing
Oh…..decisions and more decisions …..when would it ever end………
The price of being a manager she supposed………
She chuckled……..an insane sound……..weird to any sane person who overheard it…….
But these two were the only viable replacement options……..
The other women were either too old, too different in looks, too diverse an ethnic group, too short, too tall, too fat or too thin……huge tits or no tits……
Or………. just plain Jane’s or plain fuck ugly………
But being unattractive or deemed ugly never disqualified one from being considered for a clothes swap…….
If the females clothes fit her…….then why not
Our Julia had found that there was a great cruel satisfaction in wearing an ugly woman’s clothes……..just to see their reaction in what they could never be……….as someone quite pretty paraded around in all their attire……..
It was a turn on for her……..and an ultimate humiliation for them……..
But she now had two unsuspecting ladies on her mental ‘To Do‘list………
But right now she was interested in one of the girl’s in the office…….…and one girl only
This one was the ‘Princess of the Office’……..a real sex bomb…………
And delight to discover…….
Our Julia sat on the comfortable single chesterfield, that had been positioned opposite the twin sofa version………..her long dark legs again crossed over…….a booted heel most prominent, the slim fit leather tight on her lower leg………again her thick thigh deliciously exposed in black nylon……..
A file rested on the arm of the low backed leather chair……..
She was waiting patiently for someone…….her stomach tingling
Eventually there was a knock at the door……..
‘Come in’ she softly called out……….
The door opened……..Julia stood up in greeting, adjusting the hemline of her dress at the same time…..
In sauntered the girl that Veronica Blake had earlier warned her about…….the office ‘Minx’……..the young woman who usually wore to the work place clothing deemed inappropriate by management ….
Even after constant verbal warnings…….
Julia had the impression that she did not care….and on seeing her she knew why…….
This one’s looks put all the others to shame………
Even she felt inferior to this chick………
All women would be envious, mediocre and nasty with this vixen hanging around………….
The young woman striding confidently towards Julia glowed……..
This girl who had a cheeky and independent streak that had annoyed that bitch Blake so much……….good for her…………
Julia had understood straight away why Blake had talked about her so negatively……..the girl was a threat that she could never defeat……..
Julia had picked up some office gossip already…….like bitchy cows always did……..anywhere in the world
The young woman was rumored to have a very active sex…….in and out of the office……
There was a lot of jealously out there………
She could use that against them all……….divide and rule as they say…….
Julia also smiled as the young woman approached……
Memorizing all that she was seeing……….
And she was not disappointed………….
This was Michelle Borg………..
Twenty two years old……….she was an assistant to the Team Leader who ran the medical desk…….his name was George…..a non entity type……….
The medical desk…….she needed access to that station…….therefore she was being overly friendly and pleasant……..
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She was stunning………..
Her long jet black hair………
She wore it long, very long
Her fine, ultra clean looking air flowed from her head……… shiny and smooth all the way down to and behind her shoulders
She had styled a neat center parting, her fringe slightly over her right eye…….it was a very alluring and sexy feminine image……….very much Veronica Lake if anyone was left alive to remember her………..
Her small ear lobes sported gold studs……….inlaid with small diamonds
Her dark doe like eyes were lined with kohl………she wore dark mascara……..and eye shadow…….her lashes thin and trimmed……..
Her nose was small and perfect………
Her facial skin was also flawless, she required no foundation there, no extra makeup was required unless she chose too..……..in fact her soft skin was rather olive in tone, a natural tan……..no doubt due to her family heritage………
Her bow shaped lips were layered in bright red lip stick………her teeth dazzling white and even……….
Her face was thin…….like the rest of her…….
Her chin small and angled………..
Her neck was perfect……..around which she wore a thick gold segmented necklace that hung low on her chest……
And what a chest she had……….
Her delicious bosom was secreted under a red silken blouse…….all tight and shiny……….the blouse was short sleeved with a wing collar………it was buttoned low………too low………..the gold necklace most visible……..likewise the early sight of her deep cleavage……….
Her breasts were bursting to escape the soft blouse……….the buttons were tight……..the soft fabric taught and lined over her bust……….
Julia’s mouth was a little dry………
She could detect the scent of Michelle’s perfume……..a strong sweet smell
She wanted to lick that neck…….tasting the fragrance……..
She went to speak and stuttered……..
She was off balance with this one……….
She coughed slightly……..and finally
‘Hi Michelle….hope you are well……….’ was all she could manage at first
‘Hello’ said the bombshell
Julia was a little tongue tied……that was very unusual……..
‘Borg………Maltese right’ said Julia
‘That’s it……my father was from Valetta my mother English……Danbury actually’
Julia could not take her eyes off her……..
‘Please take a seat’ Julia offered………indicating with her hand……….
‘Thanks’ replied the gorgeous girl…………
Julia watched her from the corner of her eyes…….
Michelle moved like the feline she was …….full of confidence…
She saw her backside…….and she was not disappointed………tight and striking heart shaped buttocks
Michelle was aware of her beauty…….in that there was no doubt…….it was the way she carried herself…….even in performing just the simplest of movements……..
Julia sat in her single armchair, again adjusting her hemline……..
She then and provocatively made a great play in crossing her nylon sheathed legs………apart from the usual display of plenty of thigh…….she opened her legs slightly before crossing them………providing a quick glimpse of what maybe lay between her legs……….
Which in Julia’s case was now becoming slightly moist……..
She saw no reaction in Michelle’s eyes………
No searching glance or stare or a smile of understanding…….
There was no look of recognition of being a fellow traveler like she had received from Abby Garland earlier that same morning………
Yes, she remembered……Abby Garland…….she was not to be forgotten either……..a neighbor in need is a friend indeed……….
Julia pretended to get her back straight on the chair and thrust her generously sized bust forward…..…hoping the girl would take a long look and see what she was missing……..
No joy………
There was still nothing from Michelle………no reaction at all
The girl had the look of just someone expecting an interview of some kind………just a routine welcome chat……….that sort of thing……she did not look enthused…….
So thought Julia………she was straight…………either that or she was playing it very cool
Julia caught her breath for a moment……
She was normally very strict in not letting her emotions and desires get the better of her…..especially in judgment and self control……..
She was very adept at hiding behind a mask of nonchalance……
She was struggling with this one………
Why?
The extra sexual yearning and provocation had come when the exquisite girl had unexpectedly shifted position on the sofa….………when she had initially sat down, she had done so with her knees together…….sitting very stiff backed and proper………
Suddenly, without warning she had leaned back of the small sofa…….
The hard leather had creaked and cracked……….
Her slim arm began to reach over the back of the sofa…….her body falling backwards……..the movement causing her red blouse to pull even tighter over her busty tits………..
Her luscious bust not moving an inch………
Julia deduced from that simple piece of evidence that Michelle had decided this day not to wear a soft cupped brassiere…………
She had a slim waist……..with wide hips……..
Her waist, groin and loins were hidden under a rather short black skirt that she had chosen to wear…….and was it short…….the tight skirt was almost a mini………no wonder they had objected……….it was a distraction……..generally to females it was envy and spite…….to males it was an erotic distraction……….
As she lay back she also crossed her long legs……….
And My God!!!!!
What legs they were…….
Her thighs shapely and strong………..fine unblemished knees………..well formed calf’s…….
All sheathed in soft black nylon………20 denier at least……….an expensive nylon that shined in the light…….once again, a different shade of black that Julia had chosen, which was just black, matt..…….Michelle’s choice in hosiery was nearly black and shiny……..on her soft unblemished skin there was a slight Bronzing affect….
Julia just wanted to run her hands up and down those legs……rotating her hands at the same time………lick her toes under the soft nylon……..
Her crotch ached once more……..she sensed wetness there………she was ruining her borrowed black knickers……..she wondered briefly if the real Julia Ward had experienced the same intimate sensation when she had worn them……..
Probably not……..and almost certainly not over another woman either………
Lastly, Michelle’s shoes were to die for……..patent leather heeled pumps………
Julia caught her breath again……..
She could never be this girl………she would never come close to looking like her…….
On the upside it looked like all her clothes would fit her………and no doubt everything…………
If she could not look like her……..then dressing like her was second best…..
And to mimic her sexiness…..yes, that would work..........
But to look like that…….never……..
But to have her……..Yes………and did she want that body, badly……….to lick and fondle every piece of it……
Julia licked her lips……
Finally….in a normal soft and joyful tone that she found hard to replicate right now…….
‘So Michelle……..please……..do tell me all about yourself’
The girl smiled…….her fresh face radiant, full of youth……..full of self confidence mixed with a little arrogance……..
She was not innocent……..her choice in clothing was self evident on that point
‘And Michelle’ said Julia in a conspiratorial tone
‘Yes’ said the girl………
Who was ignorantly intrigued at the question……..not even contemplating, not even comprehending the sordid and illegal intent of the sociopath masquerading before her…….
Michelle had assumed she had been called in to be told off again for her clothes and her constant flirting with the men………she had been ready to think ‘Fuck You all’……..
But this new boss seemed friendly enough………and Michelle had noted her eyes roving over her body………..she was used to that……….and ready for it
Plus this Ward’s exaggerated ‘Come On’ by flaunting her own body……….that display was pretty obvious
She had noticed it all…………and ignored it………
Michelle assumed that the new Ms Ward was a ‘Lesbo’……….Michelle was definitely not
It took all sorts to make this world……she was friendly enough unlike that arsehole Blake…....and therefore she gave her the benefit of the doubt…….
Michelle just smiled ‘Hokey Dokey’……..which in slang means yes…….
Her long jet black hair………
She wore it long, very long
Her fine, ultra clean looking air flowed from her head……… shiny and smooth all the way down to and behind her shoulders
She had styled a neat center parting, her fringe slightly over her right eye…….it was a very alluring and sexy feminine image……….very much Veronica Lake if anyone was left alive to remember her………..
Her small ear lobes sported gold studs……….inlaid with small diamonds
Her dark doe like eyes were lined with kohl………she wore dark mascara……..and eye shadow…….her lashes thin and trimmed……..
Her nose was small and perfect………
Her facial skin was also flawless, she required no foundation there, no extra makeup was required unless she chose too..……..in fact her soft skin was rather olive in tone, a natural tan……..no doubt due to her family heritage………
Her bow shaped lips were layered in bright red lip stick………her teeth dazzling white and even……….
Her face was thin…….like the rest of her…….
Her chin small and angled………..
Her neck was perfect……..around which she wore a thick gold segmented necklace that hung low on her chest……
And what a chest she had……….
Her delicious bosom was secreted under a red silken blouse…….all tight and shiny……….the blouse was short sleeved with a wing collar………it was buttoned low………too low………..the gold necklace most visible……..likewise the early sight of her deep cleavage……….
Her breasts were bursting to escape the soft blouse……….the buttons were tight……..the soft fabric taught and lined over her bust……….
Julia’s mouth was a little dry………
She could detect the scent of Michelle’s perfume……..a strong sweet smell
She wanted to lick that neck…….tasting the fragrance……..
She went to speak and stuttered……..
She was off balance with this one……….
She coughed slightly……..and finally
‘Hi Michelle….hope you are well……….’ was all she could manage at first
‘Hello’ said the bombshell
Julia was a little tongue tied……that was very unusual……..
‘Borg………Maltese right’ said Julia
‘That’s it……my father was from Valetta my mother English……Danbury actually’
Julia could not take her eyes off her……..
‘Please take a seat’ Julia offered………indicating with her hand……….
‘Thanks’ replied the gorgeous girl…………
Julia watched her from the corner of her eyes…….
Michelle moved like the feline she was …….full of confidence…
She saw her backside…….and she was not disappointed………tight and striking heart shaped buttocks
Michelle was aware of her beauty…….in that there was no doubt…….it was the way she carried herself…….even in performing just the simplest of movements……..
Julia sat in her single armchair, again adjusting her hemline……..
She then and provocatively made a great play in crossing her nylon sheathed legs………apart from the usual display of plenty of thigh…….she opened her legs slightly before crossing them………providing a quick glimpse of what maybe lay between her legs……….
Which in Julia’s case was now becoming slightly moist……..
She saw no reaction in Michelle’s eyes………
No searching glance or stare or a smile of understanding…….
There was no look of recognition of being a fellow traveler like she had received from Abby Garland earlier that same morning………
Yes, she remembered……Abby Garland…….she was not to be forgotten either……..a neighbor in need is a friend indeed……….
Julia pretended to get her back straight on the chair and thrust her generously sized bust forward…..…hoping the girl would take a long look and see what she was missing……..
No joy………
There was still nothing from Michelle………no reaction at all
The girl had the look of just someone expecting an interview of some kind………just a routine welcome chat……….that sort of thing……she did not look enthused…….
So thought Julia………she was straight…………either that or she was playing it very cool
Julia caught her breath for a moment……
She was normally very strict in not letting her emotions and desires get the better of her…..especially in judgment and self control……..
She was very adept at hiding behind a mask of nonchalance……
She was struggling with this one………
Why?
The extra sexual yearning and provocation had come when the exquisite girl had unexpectedly shifted position on the sofa….………when she had initially sat down, she had done so with her knees together…….sitting very stiff backed and proper………
Suddenly, without warning she had leaned back of the small sofa…….
The hard leather had creaked and cracked……….
Her slim arm began to reach over the back of the sofa…….her body falling backwards……..the movement causing her red blouse to pull even tighter over her busty tits………..
Her luscious bust not moving an inch………
Julia deduced from that simple piece of evidence that Michelle had decided this day not to wear a soft cupped brassiere…………
She had a slim waist……..with wide hips……..
Her waist, groin and loins were hidden under a rather short black skirt that she had chosen to wear…….and was it short…….the tight skirt was almost a mini………no wonder they had objected……….it was a distraction……..generally to females it was envy and spite…….to males it was an erotic distraction……….
As she lay back she also crossed her long legs……….
And My God!!!!!
What legs they were…….
Her thighs shapely and strong………..fine unblemished knees………..well formed calf’s…….
All sheathed in soft black nylon………20 denier at least……….an expensive nylon that shined in the light…….once again, a different shade of black that Julia had chosen, which was just black, matt..…….Michelle’s choice in hosiery was nearly black and shiny……..on her soft unblemished skin there was a slight Bronzing affect….
Julia just wanted to run her hands up and down those legs……rotating her hands at the same time………lick her toes under the soft nylon……..
Her crotch ached once more……..she sensed wetness there………she was ruining her borrowed black knickers……..she wondered briefly if the real Julia Ward had experienced the same intimate sensation when she had worn them……..
Probably not……..and almost certainly not over another woman either………
Lastly, Michelle’s shoes were to die for……..patent leather heeled pumps………
Julia caught her breath again……..
She could never be this girl………she would never come close to looking like her…….
On the upside it looked like all her clothes would fit her………and no doubt everything…………
If she could not look like her……..then dressing like her was second best…..
And to mimic her sexiness…..yes, that would work..........
But to look like that…….never……..
But to have her……..Yes………and did she want that body, badly……….to lick and fondle every piece of it……
Julia licked her lips……
Finally….in a normal soft and joyful tone that she found hard to replicate right now…….
‘So Michelle……..please……..do tell me all about yourself’
The girl smiled…….her fresh face radiant, full of youth……..full of self confidence mixed with a little arrogance……..
She was not innocent……..her choice in clothing was self evident on that point
‘And Michelle’ said Julia in a conspiratorial tone
‘Yes’ said the girl………
Who was ignorantly intrigued at the question……..not even contemplating, not even comprehending the sordid and illegal intent of the sociopath masquerading before her…….
Michelle had assumed she had been called in to be told off again for her clothes and her constant flirting with the men………she had been ready to think ‘Fuck You all’……..
But this new boss seemed friendly enough………and Michelle had noted her eyes roving over her body………..she was used to that……….and ready for it
Plus this Ward’s exaggerated ‘Come On’ by flaunting her own body……….that display was pretty obvious
She had noticed it all…………and ignored it………
Michelle assumed that the new Ms Ward was a ‘Lesbo’……….Michelle was definitely not
It took all sorts to make this world……she was friendly enough unlike that arsehole Blake…....and therefore she gave her the benefit of the doubt…….
Michelle just smiled ‘Hokey Dokey’……..which in slang means yes…….
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
‘I do mean everything…….I want us to be very close colleagues indeed’………said Julia
Michelle nodded…..thinking foolishly that this could be used to her own advantage……..
‘I want us to share everything’ Julia’s tone quite seductive…….like they were forming a conspiracy……
In a twisted way they were……..the dreamy eyed Michelle had no idea of the danger she was in…….
Our Julia’s returning smile looked quite sinister if one knew where to look……..
Michelle nodded…..thinking foolishly that this could be used to her own advantage……..
‘I want us to share everything’ Julia’s tone quite seductive…….like they were forming a conspiracy……
In a twisted way they were……..the dreamy eyed Michelle had no idea of the danger she was in…….
Our Julia’s returning smile looked quite sinister if one knew where to look……..
