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Abigail and Moira

Copyright© 2012 by John D

Chapter 10

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - Abi pursues her acting dream but is taunted by her sister and takes revenge in the nastiest way possible, while her ex-boyfriend pleads for another chance and poor Alistair has a most embarrassing problem. (Please note the heavy Scottish language and accent throughout that may impact on readability for non-UK people)

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Coercion   Heterosexual   Humiliation   First   Oral Sex   Petting   Prostitution  

Abigail was nervous as she rang the bell on the door to the solicitors. "Come in," she heard shouted and she nervously pushed open the door and walked up the stairs to the second floor; it was above a large newsagents, and she was smiled at by the middle aged woman. "This is Jake, my legal partner."

"Partner?"

"Work partners," she told her. Jake was at least ten years younger than Margaret and had short black hair on top of a grinning face and a stocky body.

"Hey, no more filing," he said with a gleeful look at Abigail. "It's 'orrible." Margaret smiled, and she shook her head and showed Abigail around their small office. The main office consisted of three desks, with a computer on a spare desk and next to Margaret. A separate consultation room was private and accessible from the front of the solicitor's office.

Abigail was told to sit at the front of the office, greet people as they came in, make drinks in the small kitchen, do filing, photocopying and type up letters.

It was basic secretarial work, and the sort she felt she could do easily, and the best bit was that it paid more money that the café; she almost felt like thanking Moira for getting her sacked, but that was one bridge too far!


Abigail put the cup of tea on the desk in front of the middle-aged woman who passed her a handwritten letter in return. "Type that up for me, love," she asked. Abigail nodded and walked over to the terminal in the corner of the room and loaded up "WinWord." She had used it a few times at school, but the last fortnight had seen her improve her typing skills considerably as she typed several letters for her bosses.

Margaret glanced over as the girl loaded the computer and took a sip of her drink, reaching into a drawer and passing a small envelope to her. "Wages," she told her with a smile. "Pay you every fortnight, love. You've earned it."

Abigail thanked her. "What ya doin' at weekend?" Jake asked her as she returned to him a letter about outstanding rent on a tenancy.

Abigail shrugged. "I dunno. Get away from Moira," she muttered. "Simon might take me up the coast." Jake gave a grin.

"Ya keep talking 'bout him."

Margaret laughed at her colleague. "Ya ne'er talk 'bout your ex." Abigail gave him a look, and he sipped at his glass of water.

 
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