I am not a writer, far from it. Except for the names and places, the stories you read are for the most part true. Still they are not biographies. Artistic license has been taken to enhance or in some cases minimize the events described. All sexual situations were between consensual adults within the framework of their story.
This is the ninth of now twelve interviews I have worked on over the last four years.
Most of these stories cover several years. I will try to keep the chapters short. I suggest you save one for reference. None of the stories are mine, any personal friend, or relative.
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Chapter 12
I learned of Penelope's passing in a most unusual of ways. It was a Tuesday morning. In my dressing room was a one piece bathing suit. Surprised I put it on and joined the other girls in the office.
Each of the other girls also wore a one piece suit. The line to be inspected was suspended and instead we lined up along the one end of the pool.
Max came out with Poole and Lela close behind. Max announced Penelope's departure earlier this morning. From a prepared statement Max outlined the many contributions Penelope put in place for the company's benefit.
Among those was the requirement that the women under her supervision would dress only in bikinis. Max explained Penelope felt, that along with daily inspections, she held her girls to a higher standard and therefore they would hold themselves to higher standards as well.
With her passing, starting tomorrow the dress code would be retracted, as would inspections. After some additional thoughts Max announced we would only be working a half day.
The girls each headed to their desks and so did I. Sitting down and turning on my computer I looked at my tablet to see the day's tasks. Something just didn't feel right. I looked up at Poole to see he too was not focused.
I stood up and went to my changing room. Pulling out a drawer I pulled out a spare bikini and changed into it. Looking in the mirror I knew Poole would be impressed. Leaving my room I walked past Max and stood in front of Poole for inspection.
Claudia saw me first and knew right away what I was doing. She walked past Max to her room and disappeared as well. Poole watched her then looked up at me.
"Jane you don't have to do this." Poole explained.
"No but you do." I replied. "Now do your job."
An impish smile crossed his face as his hand reached out and touched the outside of my thigh. Following the lower leg opening his finger slipped inside the gusset of my suit.
"You might want to update your personal grooming." He teased me.
It had been only two days since I shaved down there but a far cry from the hairy bush I first presented Poole with.
"Maybe you could help me with that after you get off work tonight?" I taunted him.
"It's a date." Poole readily agreed.
Poole removed his finger from my pussy and stood up. My nipples hardened as he checked the straps to my top leaving pointed impressions in the thin material.
"Thank you Jane." Poole leaned in and kissed my cheek.
"See you tomorrow." I winked at him.
I turned to head to my seat and noticed the rest of the girls headed to change as well. Walking past Max I noticed his eyes seemed to be a bit watery. I wanted to stop and console him but knew now was not the time or place.
Each girl took their place in line for inspection. After lunch there wasn't an empty desk. As the day concluded each girl took her tablet up to Max and gave him a big hug. I waited to be last and handed him my tablet.
"If there is anything I can do for you or Lela, please let me know." I hugged him as well.
"Thank you Jane." Max held me tight. "I'm inviting Tina and Poole over for dinner tomorrow night. Lela insisted she ask you herself."
"I understand. I will save my reply for her then." I explained with a wink.
Max hugged me again letting me know how much he appreciated my help recently. Shortly after we left Penelope at the hospital, Max and Poole broke the news that Penny didn't have long to live. Except for Mary, no one would be allowed to visit again.
Penny insisted there be no viewing, no funeral, and especially no reception. Her wishes were to be cremated immediately and her sister Mary was to spread her ashes on the playground where they grew up.
Looking at the clock, my guess that had already taken place.
"Lela could spend the night with me if you'd like?" I offered Max.
"You wouldn't mind?" Max glanced over at Poole. "I thought you two might have plans."
"Nothing set in stone. Besides I offered to go pick Tina up from the airport later and you know how he hates that." I rolled my eyes. "You two share a guy's night and we girls will do the same."
"Thank you Jane." Max replied emotionally.
It's been over a month since Penelope passed and things are just now getting back to normal around here. Max has been busy working with Mary to settle his mother's estate. I thought things might change with Lela since her mom passed, but she still only comes on Sunday to spend the day.
Poole has taken it the hardest by far. Even Tina has mention Poole just doesn't seem the same. The two of us have agreed to let him have some space for now. It's easier for Tina as her business has been booming of late. She even signed up to do one of the larger trade shows in Miami this year.
Cassie and TJ hit it off just Poole predicted they would. Cassie is still a free spirit, but in TJ she's found someone that isn't intimidated by it. The couple that surprised me most was Cody and Fred. I know it's not his real name but he answers to it just the same, at least for me.
Donald has taken a turn for the worst however. The job at the bar has been more of a temptation than even I expected. If I thought it was because of me I would help him but he insists, and so does Poole, that's not the problem.
Pestering people at the bar is. With a captive crowd when he's working, Donald makes the rounds to tell them his exaggerated stories. Donald had been warned after several complaints and people leaving early. Already written up twice, the next time he'll be out of a job. Again.
That brings me to myself. I'm not sure how much Penelope's passing affected me. I barely knew her but then again the time in the hospital was moving for me. This lady was dying and she opened her heart up to let me see what she cherished. Now each time I look at Lela I see a bit more of her mother.
Sex with Poole is still intensely gratifying. If he is a bit off it sure doesn't show up in bed. Again because of Tina's schedule my time with her is limited. Above all else I make sure Tina and Poole have their time together. Sundays I spend with Lela. If Tina is home we spend the day with her. If Cassie and Cody are available they will join us as well.
Lela and I make love maybe twice a month. Lela has suggested she would be happy to lavish her attention on me without reciprocating whenever I want. There are nights I would accept but don't think it would be fair.
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"Jane..." Max approached my desk. "...Morgan would like you to stop in before you go home."
Morgan is the president of the credit union branch in our building.
"Sure." I replied thanking Max.
I'll have to admit wanting to know why Morgan would talk to Max if he wanted to see me? I don't make much money but then I don't need much. Then it dawned on me that Donald must be in some financial pickle. I've already bailed him out twice this year. Although it wasn't big money I decided this would be the last time.
I left the office right at five so Morgan wouldn't have to stay later than normal. Handing Max my tablet I headed to my room to change. When I came out in street clothes only Max was waiting for me. When I looked at Poole's desk to see he was gone I noticed his computer was still on. He must be in the building somewhere since he would never leave without turning it off.
"Are we ready to go see Morgan?" Max asked pointedly.
He didn't seem upset but he wasn't his jovial self either.
"You're coming with me?" I questioned.
