"Yes Mrs Richmond I'll be there right away"
"Good girl I'll clear the lift for access to the penthouse suite, see you soon sweetie"
With that she was gone, Peter replaced the receiver, his face slightly flushed, hands shaking, cock straining almost painfully.
He sat back in the chair aware of how tense he was all of a sudden, his body twanging with excitement. His mind cast back six months to the first time he had met the company Chief Exec and her assistant. He had been in the lift minding his own business, he was wearing his favourite Armani suit, a lovely black pinstripe that he had bought with his first bonus check, he was feeling particularly pleased with his appearance that day. This feeling was hugely enhanced however due to the fact that Peter had a pair of sheer silk stockings and a suspender belt on under his suit trousers. His cock was straining against a pair of exquisite black silk panties, the thrill he felt knowing that under his usual sober exterior was some very expensive women's underwear was almost to much for him. The underwear belonged to his landlady, an older woman of impeccable taste. Peter would have done anything for her given half the chance and he was sure she knew of his little secret. He felt so naughty as he rummaged through her underwear draw, the thrill almost palpable as he hoped against hope that she would catch him and put him over her knee. Wearing her clothes had become a secret pleasure for him and something he only got to do on the rare occasions that she was out of town. Such as today, she was away on business thus allowing Peter the chance to feed his illicit habit and wear her lingerie.
The lift had stopped on the 12th floor and Miss Crown and her assistant had got in, Peter stole glances at the two women both of whom were around mid forties and wearing expensive suits. As Mrs Richmond had turned to press the button to the top floor a folder she was carrying had caught in one of Peter's suspenders making an audible twanging sound. Peter's heart stopped as both women turned to look at him, quizzically at first with the looks slowly changing to one of comprehension.
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