Working Holiday  
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Even on Holiday there may still be some time for work!


Working Holiday

The two women stepped out of the aircraft and into the hot, humid air of the
tropical paradise where they'd landed. But it was a bit too hot, especially
after their long flight, it was the feeling you get from walking out of an
air-conditioned environment. As if someone had thrown a hot steaming heavy
blanket over you, and of course this took a second or two to get used to. They
got their breath having walked down the steps, then onto the tarmac, plus, a
leisurely stroll over to the terminal. Now the heat become more bearable and
more enjoyable. Then it was into the air-conditioned terminal, through
passport control and luggage collection. After which it was then out to the
front of the terminal to find their transport that had been arranged for
them.

The first of the women Susan was dressed in a knee length black skirt and
light brown short sleeved blouse. The second woman Debora, was in a light grey
knee length skirt and white short sleeved blouse. Both women, along with their
personal luggage carried official looking brown leather briefcases, and so
there was defiantly a business look about them. Then right on queue the blond
woman, Susan saw the man stood there along with all the other 'drivers'
holding a card with the words 'Mr Bankcroft's guests.'

The two women looked at each other as if to say 'guests! now that's a joke!'
They didn't consider themselves to be guests in any shape or form, after all
it was Mr Bankcroft who'd 'summoned' the women out here with all his business
papers. Mr Bankcroft was a bit old fashioned when it came to how he carried
out his business work. It was a way of working that he'd inherited from his
Father, and when he inherited the business that his Father and Grandfather had
started, he carried on this way. This old fashion way of working, with files,
with pen and paper, and having physical contact with other businessmen,
members of staff. It was good enough for two generations of Bankcroft's. So,
it was good enough for the new chairman of the Bankcroft company.

So even when Roger Bankcroft was on holiday, like he was now, he still took
time to keep up with his firms' activities. Which meant that someone had to
bring him all the files and papers to read through, it could all be done on
computer of course, but the Bankcroft's liked, enjoyed, insisted on the
personal touch! And so, that's why Susan and Debora where now here and
following the tall driver in his dark suit, dark glasses and that hat. Or was
it a cap, either way it defined him as 'the driver.' While he pushed the tolly
with the luggage, the two women made sure they carried their 'official'
business briefcases. Full of papers and files, so that the chairman could read
through everything. So, he could cross out bits, correct punctuation and
spelling all to be retyped on a real old fashion typewriter. And of course, he
would sign those documents that he approved of, the ones that were perfect in
all ways.

There was no such thing as 'a get away from work' holiday for Mr Bankcroft,
there was always time for work, so long as the work was brought out to him
that is! And the job of bringing all this work out, came down to these women
who worked for Bankcroft. As the car with the two women in the rear pulled out
and drove off Susan and Debora where getting use to the heat now. The drive
was a short one to the nearby city, then through it to the hotel they were
booking into. The driver assistant the women inside with their luggage and
then waiting outside by the car for them. 

After booking in, been shown their rooms and changing after the flight the
woman where now back out at the front of the hotel and walking over to the car
where the driver was still waiting for them. The man was talking to two other
men who when seeing the women walking their way moved off quickly. Having
changed the women where now ready to be taken to Mr Bankcroft for his business
update meeting. Susan was now in white high heeled shoes, a tight yellow
skirt, a little bit shorter and over the knee, with a nice split down the side
and a pale pink short sleeved summer blouse. Debora was also in a more stylish
outfit, red high heeled shoes, an equally tight-fitting purple skirt again
that bit shorter and with that split down the side. Plus, her summer short
sleeved blouse was a light blue colour.

Both women had a more relaxed look about them. But the briefcases they each
carried also gave the onlooked an idea that these women where not here solely
for a holiday and enjoyment! Into the car they stepped, a moment later the car
was heading off so these women could get to their business meeting with Mr
Bankcroft. Out of the city centre the car went, then completely out of the
city, as the driver headed towards the coast. Heading towards where Mr
Bankcroft had his holiday villa. 

On the road out to the villa, through the hills and off down a side road,
almost a track and the travellers were almost there. But as they got to the
top of a hill and they seemed to be all alone on this road, with no other
traffic around. The car started to jerk and splutter as if there could be
something wrong! A moment or two later and they came to a stop, the driver
saying it looked like there was a problem with the engine as he got out to
look at it. As the cars bonnet went up another car came up behind them, seeing
there was a problem here it pulled up to give assistance, well that's how it
all seemed!

But it was obvious to both the women that the car that had come to their aid
had been the one that was behind them since they'd left the airport! Plus, the
two men that stepped out of this welcome assistance where the two men that had
been talking to the women's driver as they came out of the hotel. None of this
was lost on Susan and Debora, not lost at all, one of these women's talents
was to notice things. And they'd certainly noticed all of this.

They also noticed that as these two men went to the open bonnet and the
women's driver, there was some suspicious looking taking between the three of
them and then ... ... ! Then the two roadside rescuers that had turned up, out
of 'nowhere', one of these men went to the rear door where Susan was sat, the
other man to the door where Debora sat. The expression was one of smiling
intrigue as these helpful men now opened the doors looked inside, eyed up the
obvious attractive women, but also took in the official looking leather
briefcases each woman had.

Then, and it wasn't unexpected, the men in some bad English told the women to
get out of the car and bring the briefcases with them. Debora and Susan looked
at each other as if deciding what to do, as if they were thinking what would
be best way to deal with the situation. But the decision was made for them as
the man next to Susan couldn't wait, he reached out grabbed onto her arm and
stared to drag the blond out of the car. At the same time the man by Debora's
door with her still sat there pulled out a knife, waved it around and smiled
at the woman. A dirty smile that showed off a couple of his already missing
teeth. Rowdy

Even though the men liked the look of these woman and even took a second or
two to cast their eyes over each of them. The quite striking blond Susan with
her long straight hair, soft white skin, high cheek bones and her stunning
blue eyes. There was also the obviously lovely looking Debora, attractive with
a slight dark tone to her skin and her very noticeable golden hair. Where each
strand had this almost spring like curls to it.

But apart from the obvious delights the women had, there was something else
these men were interested in, those briefcases. In fact, the men were very
interested in the briefcase, maybe they knew or thought they knew what was
inside them? The man with the knife indicted, by waving it at Debora, for her
to get out, pick the briefcase up and give it to him. At the same time on the
other side of the car his associate was a bit too eager and was leaning past
the woman stood there to get the briefcase himself. Then it was at that moment
that the women made their move, as they weren't too happy with all this and
both had decided these men weren't going to get anything from them. Anything
at all! So, SMACK! WHACK!

On Susan's side of the car the blond had moved, raised her leg, twisted her
body and slammed her knee into this 'man' who bent down to grab the briefcase
still inside the car. Susan had sent her leg up and knee into the side of the
man's body, into his ribs, sending that knee in hard and making sure that he
couldn't continue with his action. So much so that he dropped down onto one
keen due to the pain he now felt, the pain he had from having her crack her
knee into him.

On the other side with Debora and her 'man', he suffered a similar fate of
being the victim of a woman. This women with her darkish skin had gone to pick
up the briefcase but instead of grabbing it, she clenched her fist, twisted
her body and come upwards. Sending that surprisingly strong arm, and hand
upwards as she moved out of the car. Her fist went up too fast for the man
who'd only just caught a glimpse of this. Too fast for him to react, to move
after he'd seen it coming his way, and come his way it did.

With her man on his knees Susan lurched forward, grabbed onto her man's head.
Taking him by his hair and then she slammed, she smashed his head viciously
into the open door that was close by, with a determination to hurt him,
CRUNCH! But not happy with doing this just the once, she felt this one needed
to taught more of a lesson so, SMASH! CRASH! WALLOP! His head was driven, with
more force each time into that open car door again and again, and again!

On the other side and Debora's fist had gone in hard, fast a strong, and was
too much for the man to handle. He'd been around long enough, been in enough
fights but never before had just one punch hurt so much. Her fist had gone
straight into the centre of this one's face, hitting him so hard, it sent his
nose across his face. Her fist sent blood spurting out and sent the man
sprawling backwards, dropping him, easily. Onto his back with just one,
strong, female strike. Well that's all that was needed.

Susan gripped onto her one and with him on his knees he was in the perfect
potion for her to, WHACK! WHACK! The blonds knee driving again and again to
his face, showing the man that he wasn't going to get anything from her,
anything but pain that is. Debora was out of the car and with her man on the
floor she was also onto him. She took a large step toward him, raised her leg
and brough her shoe, her heel down into his groin as he lay there, CRUNCH! And
just for fun she'd do it again!

While the men, these so-called roadside helpers where getting what they
deserved from the women, were being dealt with fully. The driver, who was
obvious in cahoots with these two, had seen that maybe his friends had picked
on the wrong people to rob. He now thought it was probably best if he wasn't
here anymore. So, it was time to get out of there, the driver quietly and out
of sight of what was going on, made his way to the second car belonging to his
friends. Those friends were still receiving their beatings form the women that
they'd underestimated.

He was almost at his friend's car when WOOOSSSHHH! Something went flying past
the driver and struck the car just as he was about to reach it. He could see
it was a knife and knowing his 'friends' it must have belonged to one of them.
But it had missed, which was good for the man, very good, but it made him
stop, turn and look to where it had come from. As he turned and looked there
was the woman with the slightly darker skin tone, Debora. The one who'd thrown
the knife, stood there by the first car, who was now smiling. But the driver
also saw the second woman, the blond Susan, the one who was a lot closer. So,
close in fact that all she had to do now was turn her body, to spin, so that
her leg came around and, WHACK!

The blonds legs, foot came in and struck the drive who'd been stopped making
his escape. Susan's strike took the driver down, pounding him, hurting him and
dropping him into the dirt next to his friends' car. Stunned and hurt, but he
could still turn his head to look up, and there now where both the women. Both
stood there, the one who'd stopped him by using the knife, but somehow, he
seemed to know if she wanted to, that knife would have found its mark in him.
Next to her was the one who already put him down and now it was time for these
women to show their dissatisfaction at him for his friends attempt to rob
these 'holiday makers!' The woman moved in close and, WHACK! SMACK! THUD!
CRACK!

It was half an hour or so later as Susan and Debora where ready to set off in
their car, which surprisingly was now working perfectly. But before they'd
left, they'd done a couple of things, they stuffed three now battered and
unconscious men into the second car. Then took the handbrake off and pushed
the car back and down the hill. What happened to it, well the women didn't
care after all it was the men's fault, they started this after all! And before
leaving Debora got rid of the knife, she didn't want anyone to get hold of it,
knives weren't good! So, with all that done they headed off to Mr Bankcroft's
holiday retreat, they still had a business meeting to go to.

A short while later and the two women, without their driver, arrived at the
holiday retreat of their boss Mr Bankcroft. It was a very impressive holiday
villa, a large property all white, with its own pool even though it was just a
short walk to the beach. And as soon as the women arrived, the moment they
each stepped out of that car, there were eyes looking out at them. Eyes that
followed them to the front door and carried on watching as the maid let them
in and showed them through the house to the rear. To where Mr Bankcroft was
out on the large patio by the pool.

In fact, he was in the pool right now and it took a moment or two, maybe even
a bit longer before he realised, he had visitors. The man enjoyed his swimming
and as he worked so hard in the office, his holidays seemed to be the only
time he got to take to the water. But when he did realise that the women where
there, he finally made his way out of the pool, in a leisurely way, there was
obviously no rush for him here.

Finally, Mr Bankcroft got out of the swimming pool, so he could meet with the
women who'd been stood there, waiting for a while for him. Luckily, they had
nowhere else to be at that time, so they could wait! The man, Roger Bankcroft
was tall, mature, if 43 was considered old, and he was a well-toned, fit
looking man, for his age. This could obviously be seen as he was just in his
short right now. But he also had another look about his, handsome, maybe some
might say but also distinctive would again be a good word as there was that
touch of grey in his hair now. That gave him that distinguishing look, the
look of a man who was in charge, and that's exactly what Mr Bankcroft was, he
was the man who was in charge.

Out of the pool he came and then made his way to the table where his tea and
newspapers where waiting for him, he took the blue towelling dressing gown
from over the chair and slipped it on. Pushing his wet hair back with his
hand, knowing that he looked good with his hair pushed back. This wasn't done
for the benefit of the two women, it was just how the man was, vain in many
ways. As he 'knew' he looked good and wanted to look good all the time, no
matter what and because he could!

Now he was 'dressed' he sat down at the table, took and sip of his tea and as
he was now ready, he indicated to the women to come forward. It was almost as
if this was part of some ritual that made the man feel and look important,
even if there wasn't anyone really around him that he needed to impress. But
this was just Mr Bankcroft's way, and now that was all over the two women made
their way to their boss. Well ... ... !

The woman with the golden hair, where each stand had that spring like look to
it and it bounced when she walked, the woman whose skin had that slight dark
tone to it. The woman Debora made her way, with her leather briefcase to the
side of the table where Mr Bankcroft was sat. She duly stood there ready to
hand over the briefcase to the man so he could sort through and read all those
papers and files.

But Susan, the woman with the long straight blond hair, the attractive blond,
well she moved off in a slightly different direction. Off to the side of the
table where Mr Bankcroft sat, and to a sunlounger that was nearby, but it
wasn't the lounger that she was interested in. She didn't want to sit or lay
there, no, it was the person who was already occupying the lounger that was
the focus of this blonds attention now.

On the sunlounger was laying a very lovely looking woman, an older female,
possibly in her early 40's, but it would be quite inappropriate to ask just
how old she was. She was a brunette, with just past the shoulder length hair
that had a bit of a natural cure to it, and she was Mrs Bankcroft. The woman
who was a businesswoman in her own right, a senior partner in her husbands'
firm but who also had her own separate business interests and portfolio.

She was a more relaxed, friendlier kind of person, not the hard, harsh
controlling kind of chairman of the firm that husband Roger liked to portray,
and Susan? Well the blond did in fact work for Mr Bankcroft, on paper, but she
was in reality Mrs Bankcrofts personal assistant in the firm, just as Debora
was Mr Bankcroft's PA. And although the attractive brunette was a more
friendly, caring and people type person, she was still a businesswoman and
having her files brought out to here was still a good way to keep up with work
even while on holiday. Even though Mrs Bankcroft, Julia, was more adapt and
use to condition business on her computer there was an extra bonus with having
her personal PA come out to see her on holiday. Defiantly a bonus!

As Susan came closer to Mrs Bankcroft, the woman lifter up her sunglasses as
if to get a better view of the blond, even though she knew this woman all too
well. Julia was dressed for relaxing out in the sun in a bikini, stylish,
multi-coloured and with an orange sarong around her slender waist. The
businesswoman, although very good in the office, enjoyed her down time,
especially in the sun and when you have as good a body as Mrs Bankcroft had.
The legs, the slender waist, the trim tight body and the large round breasts,
it was only right that the sun was allowed to shine down on it in this way.

There was a friendly greeting from the older woman to her PA, a bit of a
conversation about how was the flight and hotel, how are you doing, that sort
of thing. They spoke briefly and the blond smiled back as she handed over the
leather briefcase to her 'boss.' There was no need to speak about the trip up
here and the 'breakdown; after all it was a very minor matter. Over by the
table and Mr Bankcroft was still sipping his tea and using his free hand to
indicate to the side of him. His way of saying 'hello' to his PA, thanking her
form her work in bringing the papers and file out and of course showing her
where to place the briefcase. There was no smile back from Debora as her
'boss' hadn't even looked up at her, for her to smile back. Not that she ever
got a smile from him in the first place. But then again, she was only the PA,
nothing else, well almost nothing else!

With the briefcases handed over it was now customary for the women during
these holiday visits to move away while the two bosses did their work and read
through everything. They would be back when their services were required
later. It was of course Mrs Bankcroft who told Susan and pointed to where the
women could go to wait and relax. Not that her husband would have even thought
about the two women after they'd delivered the briefcases. He was already
looking through last month's figures as the two PA's moved off to where they
could wait and stay out of sight of the bosses.

As they walked away, the two Bankcroft's were fully concentrating on those
files and paper. At the same time those eyes that had watch the two women
arrive here were now fixed on them as they walked away. As they moved out of
sight the eyes now moved for a window up on the second floor of the holiday
villa, further along to another vantage point. As if there was more to come
and to be seen!

It was sometime later and Mrs Bankcroft, Julia had already finished reading
through everything she had to. While Mr Bankcroft, Roger, was just finishing
circling, and underlining all the mistakes and amendments he wanted correcting
on the last sheet of paper in the last file. It was now that the two women,
PA's returned back to the patio area and to their bosses. There had been a bit
of a change with these women, well in their clothes at least! Both women were
now in bikinis. It had been Mrs Bancroft who'd told Susan where the woman
could go after they'd delivered the briefcase. Where they could go and change,
as the female boss had made sure there was suitable 'outfits' made ready for
the PA's. So that these ladies could then relax in the sun for a while, as
their bosses went through all that work, they'd been brought them. After all,
'everyone's needs time to relax, don't they?

The PA's had gone off to one of the villa's outbuildings, a nice little set up
where they could change into the outfit provide and then relax. There was even
drinks and refreshments laid on, well Mrs Bankcroft was very much a people
person, in many ways. This was all out of site of the bosses of course, but
still the PA's had access to everything they wanted, well almost 'everything'
they 'wanted!' They could even lay out and enjoy the sun, so what more could
they want? But of course, this was all thanks to Julia, Mrs Bankcroft, if it
had been left to Roger, Mr Bankcroft the two women would have been left
standing there all this time.

But it had come to that time when they had to return to the bosses and get the
briefcases back. Susan looked quite gorgeous in her white bikini and Debora
was looking extremely stunning in her green bikini. The outfits did fit
perfectly as Mrs Bankcroft did have a good eye for figures! And as the PA's
moved back there was again eyes moving around the upstairs of the holiday
house watching them. In fact, these eyes had found a sport earlier to watch
the women while they sunbathed over by the outbuilding. It had meant climbing
up quite high and balancing at a very precarious angle to be able to see the
woman as they lay there soaking up the sun, but it had been worth it. Even if
falling a few times due to losing that balance. Then having to climb up and
hang back off that wardrobe to get back to that perfect view point. Or was it
a spying point?

Back by the pool and Susan was now by the sunlounger of Mrs Bankcroft taking
back the leather briefcase and also a few extra notes on a couple of things to
do when she got back in the office. At the same time Debora stepped up to the
side of the table where Mrs Bankcroft was indulging in a fresh cup of tea the
maid had brought out. He just pushed the now bulging leather briefcase across
the table towards Debora. Which now contained a large number of extra notes,
instructions, lists, memos and procedures all to be carried out. All to be
done as soon as possible, if not immediately! The PA's took the briefcases,
and went back to the outbuilding where they'd just come from. But not to
change back into their normal clothes!

In the outbuilding they placed the briefcase in the safe that was there, for
obvious safe keeping. Then they returned to their bosses, as there were a few
final extra's to go over with each of the Bankcrofts. As Susan made her way
back to Mrs Bankcroft the older brunette smiled. As Debora strolled over
towards Mr Bankcroft he was on his phone, and by the sound of it, it was
obviously a business call. What else would it be? With the PA's now back it
was time to finish off the last of the 'business' that needed going over, some
extra business, so to speak!

The blond came to end of the sunlounger, the older brunette now grinned, "was
there anything else you needed to go over?" She asked, Susan, who returned the
smile and replied "just one last extra piece of business to deal with ... ...
" The blond now came in closer and moved down onto the recliner. Placing her
knee on the end and then moving forward, she put her hands down, not too hard
but firm and friendly onto Mrs Bankcrofts legs. Now Susan was climbing onto
the sunlouger and also climbing onto the older and attractive businesswoman
who was laying on it and welcoming her PA's extra new business!

At the same time that Mrs Bankcroft and her personal PA Susan were getting
friendly with their new business, Mr Bankcroft finished his call. Putting his
phone down he seemed to now notice Debora stood there and as he looked up at
her, "was there anything else?" Having patiently stood there the woman spoke
"just one last extra piece of business to deal with ... ... " SMACK! The
woman's arm went swinging around, her now clenched fist came crashing into the
side of the man's face as he sat there. Immediately followed by WHACK! The
businessman Roger was rocked by the business backhand of his PA.

There were obviously two very different business methods employed by these
PA's. Two extra different ways to finish off this holiday business visit!

On the lounger and Susan was halfway up her boss, or there abouts, she was now
leant down and kissing softly, the older brunette's firm stomach. In between
those loving kisses, the blonds tongue dipped into Julia's bellybutton, Mrs
Bankcroft was quite sensitive there. But of course, the blond PA already knew
all about that, and made sure her boss got some enjoyment from this. After a
bit of stimulation there, Susan carried on kissing her way up her boss's
lovely body, towards ... ... !

Overby the table and those couple of hard hits had made Mr Bankcroft wobble a
bit in his chair. But he was still sat there and the slightly dark-skinned,
golden hair Debora would have to do better than that if he was going to move
out of it. So, WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! UUUOOOHHH! The woman moved, spun around, so
quickly that the already slightly stunned Roger didn't see her leg go up. Nor
did he see her bare foot as it came driving in, at just the right height and
into his face!

It was all an 'interesting' start to this last part of the 'bosses' holiday
business catchup visits from their PA's. And those eyes, still inside the
holiday villa, that had followed the two women since they'd arrived here.
Those eyes where still there, still watching and taking this new twist on the
holiday business meeting in, all very different and intriguing, in many ways!

Back on the lounger and Susan was now just up to Julia's quite striking
breasts. The blonds mouth and tongue were moving over Mrs Bankcroft designer
bikini top and about to start indulging themselves on the businesswoman'
exposed flesh up there. The breasts were large, firm, round and to Susan's
lips they felt soft, warm and very inviting. Susan's hands also came up to
take a good hold on these mounds of fun, to give a squeeze, which delighted
the older woman. At the same time Mrs Bankcroft hooked her leg around her
adoring PA's body. So, her foot could rub on the blonds quite lovely arse. The
women seemed to be going over a lot of extra business as they were getting
well into each other just now!

Back at the table and the strike to his face cause Mr Bankcroft to go flying
backwards. The chair toppled over and he was dropped in a very unceremonious
way onto the patio floor, he fell out the chair, dropping to the side and was
now laid out on the floor. Being down there, somewhat hurt and quite shocked
at what had just happened to him; he just lay there for a moment, but this
didn't last long. As almost immediately there was a couple of strong female
hands grabbing on to his dressing gown and dragging him upwards. But as the
cord around it was only loosely tied, so coming up Roger almost seemed to fall
out of the dressing gown.

The eyes that had been watching all this had moved, and moved quickly. As they
didn't want to miss any of the 'action.' Moving from the upstairs of the
villa, down to the ground floor where the view for all this was far better. It
was closer to all the action, and being closer it was of course better. It was
nearer, and from this new position it was much clearer to see, to hear,
everything that was going on out there on the patio!

Over on the sunlonger and the blond PA was still deeply indulging herself with
her boss. Gone was Mrs Bankcrofts bikini top, as Susan's mouth and tongue were
now eagerly attacking those other sensitive parts of the older brunette
stunning body. Julia's breasts and nipples, were getting all the attention
now, and in that particular way that only the blond Susan seemed to be able to
do! But of course, the blond had more to give, she pushed herself up, so she
could undo and removed her own bikini top, which was quickly tossed away.
Followed by Susan now lowering herself, her upper body, her quietly lovely
tits down and into her 'friend' Julia's face! Mrs Bankcroft was very happy to
be receiving this pair of delightful 'gifts', a lovely pair that her own mouth
and tongue were eagerly going to enjoy!

By the table while Roger was being dragged up, and falling, sliding out of his
dressing gown, slipped away from the now annoyed Debora. She'd wanted him up
on his feet as she was going to ... ... But he'd slipped away from her, 'which
wasn't good!' But as he fell out his dressing gown, Debora obviously saw this
and instinctive moved, WHACK! OOOUUUHHH! Her leg drove forwards, a quick,
sharp move, as her toned leg went forward and met the falling man's body, well
to be precise his groin area. The PA's foot was on target, there was a sudden
gasp and intake of breath from Roger. Followed by a muffled cry of quite
agonising pain, as he now dropped fully down and heavily onto his knees. His
body shock, eyes closed shut, then a second foot drove back in his groin, to
make up for not getting him to his feet.

The women on the sunlounger were now really getting their 'teeth' into each
other, more or less. But in a very girly, natural and enjoyable way, and this
was just the start, these women could enjoy each other's, 'company' for a very
long time. Well this wasn't the first time they had had one of these 'extra'
business meetings! In the office, out the office, during the week, at the
weekend, while on holiday or even a real business trip. The boss Mrs Bankcroft
and her PA Susan always did try and do that bit 'extra' for each other!

The man Mr Bankcroft had had his 'telling off' for trying to 'escape' while he
was being pulled up and his screwed-up face showed Debora that she'd hit the
mark just right with her foot. But that didn't mean that Roger had been let
off, no his PA after all had plans for her 'boss.' Plans that she now wanted
to go through with him! There on his knees, even though on his knees before
her was a good place for the man to be, most of the time, but this woman had
other ideas for him. So, she reached down and, OOOOWWWW!

The eyes back in the house, in that better and closer positioned, but still
inside the villa, still watched. They watched the female assistant who was
much younger than her male boss. The woman seemed to have this strong control
over him as she'd grabbed him by his hair and was roughly dragging him
upwards. As Roger came up, taking his last spare breath of air to refill his
lungs, as he was almost over the initial shock of what she'd already done to
him, WHACK! Debora with her slightly dark skin, her golden spring like hair
and her amazing body all wrapped up in that perfectly fitting green bikini.
She dropped her shoulder at the right moment, turned slightly rearwards and
then twisted back. But this time it was to send her clenched fist into the
unprotected gut of her boss as he was now almost fully up on his feet.

One punch was quickly followed by a second, third and fourth. The woman, the
boss's PA, moved fast, her body just twisting and turning enough to deliver
the blows, accurately and with some extra force, some extra vigour and extra
gusto with each blow. To the trained observer seeing the woman deliver these
blows into her taller opponent might suggest that she had some previous
training, maybe in the ring and wasn't new to getting physical in this way. To
the eyes watching her, that wanted to get even closer, this was all just
awesome.

The blows made the boss shudder, cough, gasp and rocked him. Now the bikini
clad Debora jumped. Bounded from one foot the other to get into a different,
into a better position. She now slightly stepped back, at the same time the
man due to the pain, she'd sent into him, stared to fall, drop forwards. As he
fell, so Debora move again, her hands, arms came up and gripped onto the sides
of his falling head and now that she had him in her grasp, and could control
him in this position, THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! The woman's knee had gone
rapidly into the side of his body. Three, four fast, driving, pounding strikes
to one side of his body to take his mind of the pain he'd just had sent into
his gut.

As if the man couldn't screw his face up any more the woman moved again. This
time still with that hold on either side of his head with her arms, she turned
her body fully around. Twisting hard and sharp so that Mr Bankcroft had to
come with her. He had to follow, taking him off his feet, spinning him around,
over. She'd thrown him over and then down to the patio floor, landing there
again with a hefty thud. But the eyes watching all this did see a positive
side, for the boss who'd been tossed over by his PA. At least during that
move, he did get close to Debora's stunning body, even if only for briefest of
moments. If eyes could smile, then they'd smiled at that thought!

With Roger on the floor, rolling around in some discomfort as his PA had made
sure she'd put him down hard and he was now hurt. Debora stood there, looked
down at her boss, then she looked past him and as if she'd something, she
changed her plans for the man. She took a step backwards, looked again and
then took another half step back, getting it all just right. Now she was
happy, she moved, and was fast, in fact those eyes watching her were amazed at
what she did next.

Debora almost ran, if only a short way and then throw herself up off the
ground and into a dive. It was now that the woman looked more like a gymnast,
than a boxer, or maybe she was a bit of both? In her green bikini the shapely
PA dived straight at the man there on the floor, she went up, dipped over and
down. Her arms stretched out so her hands, as they came down, and could grip
onto Mr Bankcroft laying there. She came down, grabbed, twisted, turned,
somersaulted over Roger, still gripping him, she carried on and rolled and
rolled. Of course, it was painful for him but it also meant that her boss had
to come, roll with her, and go where she went. He now had to follow, and of
course, he did, rolling, turning, spinning over and across the patio floor
until, SPLASH!

Until they both landed in the nearby swimming pool. Yes, it had been those
gymnastic skill that the woman had learnt that had paid off during that move.
But now that the boss and PA where in the water it would be those years of
swimming training that she would have to count on. The sound of the husband
and his PA rolling over the side and falling into the water caught the
attention of the two women, the wife and her PA still indulging in each other
on the sunlounger. Yes, the sound of splashing around in water gave Julia an
idea, reminding her what was nearby!

The sound of the splash also made those eyes on the edge of the villa, it made
those eyes come out, out from their hiding place and into the sunshine of the
patio area. Those eyes needed to move into a better position to see what was
now happening.

But it did give the older brunette on the sunlounger an idea, well not exactly
an idea, but it remined her of something. Having reminded her, Julia now
whispering something into her friend, her PA's ear. The blond smiled, laughed
and of course was happy to agree. Quickly off the recliner, the women moved,
and hand in hand now moved over the patio area and towards that outbuilding.
But to the side of it, where the hot tub was. The hot tub up on that raised
decking and with the canopy roof, well of course this luxury holiday villa had
a hot tube. In fact, Julia made sure it had one when she made the booking,
after all knew her PA would be making a visit during the holiday. So, a hot
tub for two women, would come in handy!

The older brunette and her younger blond skipped over to and then slipped into
the hot tube. Where the warm bubbling water, would add something extra to
their cosy time together! Well it's what girls together do best, the boss and
her very personal assistant, and somehow as they kissed, caressed and enjoyed
each other, thoughts of husbands and work, even holidays were all lost for the
moment.

In the water of the hot tub and the two women held and kissed each other,
long, deep loving kisses. In the water of the swimming pool and the sudden
dropping off the side and down, after being jumped on, hurt, then rolled over
and over and then! Well, all of that had taken the man's breath away, and now
that he was fully under the water, being held there by his bikini clad
golden-haired PA. His quite strong, gripping PA, who wasn't going to let go as
she dragged him downwards, well he really needed to take a breath. But right
now, that probably wasn't a good idea!

Under the water and Debora's grip on her boss got tighter, her powerful legs
slipped around Roger's body and then she squeezed him. There was a look of
shock on his face, his bulging eyes showing the fear that now gripped him, so
to speak. The fear in his eyes as she held him there under the water. But it
was a look she liked, she liked it a lot. So, Debora squeezed again, which
forced the last bubble of the air in his lungs out, he panicked and tired,
unsuccessfully to break the woman's hold. To release himself and make his way
as quickly as he could to the surface above him. But of course, he couldn't,
the more he struggled the more he needed air and the weaker he became. But for
Debora she just carried on, her hold on him wasn't going to be broken and all
her legs had to do was squeeze a bit more.

It didn't take long at all before Mr Bankcroft faded and was now on the verge
of unconsciousness, which left the PA with two choices. Either drag the man up
to the surface and let him survive all this, or maybe she could just let go
and watch as he drifts down to the bottom of the pool and she could leave him
there? Decisions, decisions!

She did let go of him and let his drift down and there was some amusement for
the woman to see the look on her 'bosses' face at this time. A great deal of
amusement to say the least. But of course, he was her 'boss' and she was his
PA. So, it was only 'right' that the woman now save him, the man she'd just
beat up. But as she pushed herself down to get him, and just before he reached
the bottom and then fully passed out. That moment where his eyes were still
open, he could still see and his brain could still just about take in
imagines. She came in close to his face and smiled at him, it would be an
imagine that would go around inside his head while he was out cold and would
be there when he woke up. Her face in the water smiling at him, it would be
one of those images that, the woman hoped, would haunt him in his dream to
come.

When Mr Bancroft did finally pass out his very efficient and obviously skilled
PA who now had hold of him brought him up to the surface. The 'rescued' man
was dragged over to the side of the pool, and then dragged out and onto the
side. That was as far as Debora went, she left him there by the side of the
pool, she did quickly check to make sure he was OK and would live. But she
still left him there, hoping that the image of her face was now rushing around
inside his head. And that imagine would be there for a long time.

Debora now moved away from her unconscious boss, the woman having finished her
'work' here, for the moment!

All of this was part of the PA's, Susan and Debora's duties, well a few extra
duties to indulge each of their bosses with some of the more special
'activities' they enjoyed. For Mrs Bankcroft, Julia, the wife, well she had a
taste for getting friendly. Friendly in that special way that only women can
get friendly with each other! Julia had found the perfect PA to get friendly
with in Susan, a PA who was good with all the office stuff, but also great in
bed, and always looked gorgeous, well she was a blond! Which was just as well
as those extra duties involved some good old physical girl on girl action,
girly love, at times it was intense, it was full on, it was vigorous and it
was wonderfully demanding. But it was also so good, so exciting, so
stimulating and so indulging, and of course, so enjoyable, a good way to get
through all that business stuff!

As for the husband, the man Mr Bankcroft. Well Roger's tastes were also of a
physical nature, with a bit of action. But a different kind of physical
action, so to speak! He liked to push himself with a physical challenge, the
more tough the situation, the challenge the more he liked it and then came
along a trip to the City! Where he found a different kind of a club, where the
challenges where a bit more female! So, when he found Debora, a PA who could
work the way he liked, looked good in the office and could 'challenge' him in
a certain way. The man's business life was exciting, demanding, intense and
rewarding and now his other life was exciting, demanding, very intense and if
he could win, then it would be rewarding. But Debora's extra duties where to
challenge the man, to push him to the limits and to stop him winning, and she
was very, very good at her 'job!'

And so, after all that office stuff was over and done with, it was time for
the PA's to carry on with their extra duties! Even though it was a holiday it
didn't stop the bosses from wanting or enjoying those 'extras!' The extras
like the fun Mrs Bankcroft was enjoying with Susan in the hot tub, and the
extras Mr Bankcroft had suffered, at the hands of Debora. For the PA's it was
all part of their jobs, but it was also an enjoyable part of their jobs!

But now, with Mr Bankcroft out of action for the moment, Debora had a bit of
time on her hands, her 'boss' wouldn't be any good, for anything, for a long
while now. But when he did come around and was 'ready' he'd want to have
another go with her, or was that at her. He'd want to get his 'revenge', but
Debora knew it would only end one way! But she did have an idea, if she
'accidently' broke his arms, a couple of fingers maybe, then he wouldn't be
able to write for a while. So, no work, now there was an excellent idea!

So, what to do to past the time, until Mr Bankcroft was ready again. Lay out
in the sun? Join the women in the hot tub? Of course, they wouldn't mind, but
Susan did like to have Mrs Bankcroft to herself, to start with! So, maybe
later. So, what to do?

It was now that the woman Debora with her slightly dark skin, her golden
spring like hair, with her incredible body wrapped up in that green bikini. It
was now she smiled as she spotted, Craig! It was Craig's eyes that had watched
the two women since they'd arrived here at his parent's holiday villa. Young
eyes that had watched Debora and Susan lay out in the sun on the other side of
the outbuilding. And the eyes that had watched as the two women had returned
and started their extra duties!

Of course, the PA Debora knew her boss's young Son, Craig. In fact, she'd
noticed him a lot more of recent. Those times he'd turned up as his parent
work, she noticed the boy and how he looked at her, and it got her thinking
that this 'boy' was now at that point where he needed a woman's hand to ...
... ! Well that thought had interested the golden-haired woman, so she'd
started to flirt with young Craig as he seemed to be a more frequent visitors
to his Fathers office. It was that subtle kind of flirting, where the boy was
confused and didn't really know what she was doing. What she meant, or if he'd
imagined it all. Its fact it had been quite a bit of fun for her to lead the
boy on and now ... ... ! Now she had the time and the place, a lovely holiday
villa to maybe take this boy in hand, and, 'well let's see shall we!'

Those eyes that had been dragged out of the villa to get a better view of what
was going on in the pool had now been caught out in the open and watching, and
now 'she' was coming towards him! 'Oh God what do I do?' The woman had such a
gorgeous way of moving, wiggling as she made her way, dressed in just that
bikini, to him. But she also had this power over him, he couldn't move, not
that he really wanted to, she had this incredible control, that strangely
excited the young boy. It was a control over him by just looking straight at
him, 'God it felt good.'

The golden-haired woman wondered as she got closer to the boy. She wondered;
his Father's extra duties consisted of enjoying this more physical, hard,
rough contact style 'sports.' And of course, Debora had the obvious skill and
talent to indulge him in this 'sport'. But when they got back from the holiday
the PA knew that the Son, the boy Craig was going to be made a junior partner
in the firm. To start him off in the business, which also meant he would also
have some work to do, and Mr Bankcroft would insist that he pulls his weight
in the firm, even at his young age.

So, a junior partner, with all that work, responsibilities and ... ... ! But
what 'extra duties' would the young Bankcroft want? Would the boy have his own
PA, or would he share, what would the boy be like in the office, his own
office? What indeed, Debora reached out grabbed onto the boy and,
OOOOWWWWHHHH!

It was sometime later and Mr Bankcroft was, for the first time, drifting
slightly out of his unconscious state for a brief moment. He groaned and
managed to slightly open one eye to see what was going on around him, if not
to clearly. But he could make out, just about, what was going on.

On the far side of the patio, where the hot tub was there was Susan the blond,
naked and sat of the side of the tub. If he could have focused properly Roger
would have seen the look of sheer bliss on this woman face. And he might have
also seen his wife, Mrs Bankcroft who was half in and out the water. Up by the
side of the tub and was buried deep into her PA's amazing body using her
experience mouth and tongue to satisfy her 'friend.' In that way that only
another friendly woman can!

Then over on the other side there was Mr Bankcroft's PA, Debora who was ...
... well she was getting to grips with the up and coming, so to speak, new
Bankcroft junior partner in the firm. Getting to grips with the Son in a way
that she'd not got to grips with the Father! Near to the woman and her new
friend, the boy, Debora's bikini top was laying on the floor as there was
something else going on between these two. Right now, Craig had his
surprisingly, and well-received by the woman, his big boy cock was well and
truly in-between Debora's large tits!

The lad was sliding his cock backwards and forwards, between Debora's perfect
tits, it was the most amazing feeling that Craig had ever had. But there was
going to be more that followed, Debora had plans, having now seen just how
endowed the boy was, and she had a lot of plans for him. The boy with the big
cock and the woman with the big tits, it was an almost perfect match. As Craig
carried on working his cock in-between Debora's fun bags. His Father over
there who'd seen this through blurry eyes now slipped back into
unconsciousness. He'd be dealt with laterby the PA, maybe by both women,
that could be some extra fun, couldn't it!

But right now, as Craig could feel his balls almost at that point of no
return, but still trying to hold on, that bit longer for just the right
moment. And when that moment approached, when Debora was looking up at her new
friend, the boy let rip! All over her tits and face, an explosion of joy,
lust, delight and of course total satisfaction, and one that Debora just loved
too. She'd not been covered by a boy like this before and it was exciting. But
now as her tongue licked around her lips, not wanting anything to go to waste,
she thought to herself, 'what a naught boy he'd been, making a mess over her!'
And a naughty boy might need some 'extra' discipline, from a woman like her,
but that could be for later! For now, she carried on, as her tongue slowly
started to lap up all the mess the boy had caused over her body, her tits and
of course his big cock needed cleaning too.

For Debora and also for Susan, who was also sure to join in later, this was
going to be one very enjoyable business trip. But then again, these women
didn't mind working holidays with a bit of 'extra' work, as they could, after
all be some much fun at times ... ... !