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Stress ManagementDon Abdul©Her husband had died in a plane crash on his way back home from a diplomatic shuttle a year earlier. Since that incident, Latoya Agnes Johnson mourned only briefly, and then she threw herself so completely into her job as the CEO of a leading Services company in her city.To most people who knew the couple, she appeared to be an extremely brave woman with a firm grip on her emotions. To them she mourned her loss and quickly moved on. A classic case of “life is for the living”.However, to a few very close friends of the couple, it was all a front. Considering how so deeply in love they were for all of their twelve years together, her loss and her pain could be likened to a very bad ‘third degree burn’. It was much deeper than the eye could ever hope to see. Nevertheless, they all respected her feelings and allowed her to deal with the loss her own way, only making sure she understood they would be there for her if she needed them.*********************Latoya had been feeling slow all morning, but she dismissed the feeling, putting it down to the fact that she had been working late into the night for the past couple of weeks. Four cups of coffee later she felt a little relief, and went right on with her busy schedule.At midday, her Personal Assistant, LingLing came into her office. She stopped dead in her tracks and starred at her boss with a worried look on her face. Latoya looked up from her paperwork, wondering, ‘why the hell is she starring at me?'”Hey Ling, what’s with the face?” LingLing took a deep breath, as she thought out her response, “You look like hell Latoya, your face is flushed and you’re sweating. You look sick”.”Oh come on Ling, I’m the CEO of a successful business, you don’t think I’d know if I was sick?” she asked with laughter in her voice. Try as she did the worried look on Lingling’s face did not go away. As she drew closer, she noticed that Latoya was unconsciously stretching and re-adjusting her bra straps. As she tried to sign off on some papers for Ling, her hands were trembling.”That’s it I’m calling your doctor” she said looking into Latoya’s eyes. Both women held each other’s gaze for a while, eventually, without a single word being uttered, Lingling removed her hand from the telephone she had started to dial.’Thank you’ Latoya’s eyes say to Ling, as she promptly rolled her shoulders again in a vain attempt güvenilir bahis to ease some pain of the wide bra straps that were cutting into her tender skin. Hard as she tried, the stiffness in her shoulder, and the pain of the straps persisted, and it was only midday. Ling seemed to have read her mind, she dropped the folder she still had in her hand and moved to take position behind Latoya’s chair. She confidently took charge; it became instantly clear to ‘Toya that they were now past the secretary/boss mode. She swiveled the chair sideways and took Toya’s hand, leading her up and across the room to the couch. She took off the jacket of her skirt suit, and then turned her around to unbutton her silk blouse. After relieving her of the blouse, she stepped away and locked the door. When she returned she reached right behind Latoya and unclasped her, as she did so, her own 34C tits bumped and rubbed up against Toya’s huge ones, causing her nipples to harden instantly. She fumbled for a moment, with the clasps then as she pulled the bra free of Toya’s shoulders, her voluptuous 42dds tumbled free. Ling’s breath caught in her throat as she beheld their luscious juiciness. She instinctively licked her lips; it was all she could do to stop herself from pouncing on them, and licking some fire into them.She had Toya lie down on her stomach and gently but firmly massaged her hurting shoulders. Tonya was enjoying the massage so she proceeded lower to the small of her back. Being half-black- half Chinese, Lingling had learned the art of massage early in life from her mother, a professional masseuse.She deftly unbuttoned Toya’s skirt, and then worked the zipper open, and then she worked her way back to the shoulders, and back down to her waistline. She slid both hands under Toya’s panties, cupping her voluptuous ass, and then she slid both skirt and panties down to her ankles and took them off. She continued to work magic with her fingers and barely fifteen minutes into the massage Toya feel into deep sleep….There was a feeling of disappointment in Ling’s heart, but then, this was not about sex. It was about being there for a friend who had always treated her with generosity and respect.She went across to Toya’s desk and retrieved the wide silk scarf with which she covered her exposed ass and legs. Then she left the office locking the door from outside with güvenilir bahis siteleri her own key. STRESS MANAGEMENT 2Copyright Don Abdul ©2006Latoya was hospitalized for a week after she collapsed during the board meeting of her favourite charity. Her illness was not that serious but it was a known fact that the only way to get her to rest properly was to keep her in the hospital for a week. Both her doctor and her personal assistant Lingling were unanimous that was what she needed.On the last day of her stay at the hospital, an old friend, Jessica came to visit. Jessica had Toya had been friends since their college days, they had even been lovers for a while, but that was a long time ago. Even though they remained best of friends, both women had since moved on. During her 20-minute visit, Jessica had shared her stress management secret with her friend. “It’s high brow, very professional, very discrete indeed. In time the contacts you make there could be invaluable, trust me”, she said in conclusion.Toya listened attentively, knowing that what her friend was suggesting made sense, although she was also filled with apprehension. If it all backfired, the scandal could be damaging. ‘Calm down dammit! You know Jess did not become a Millionaire by taking reckless chances, if she uses it then it must be safe to do so’, she rationalized in her mind.Reading the doubts in her eyes, Jessica smiled reassuringly, “Ok, tell you what, I’ll be there with you, you need a sponsor to get in on it anyways. Both women laughed heartily, just then there was a knock on the door, and the nurse entered.”Time for your medication Mrs. Johnson” the nurse, announced. Looking at her wristwatch, Jessica said, “Oh, I best be going then. Get well quick girlfriend, and I will see you soon”. Both women hugged and Toya thanked her again for the flowers as she departed.**************************Her membership of the club had come through a month before. Jessica had lived up to her promise and sponsored her membership. She had to post a bank guarantee for $100, 00 on her behalf as sponsor, which she gladly did. In the one month since she joined, she had already made very useful business contacts in the all-female business club.Jessica also gave her a grand tour of the clubhouse, which housed an excellent spa with a difference. However, due to their very busy schedules, Jess did not iddaa siteleri get round to showing Toya the decadent enjoyment to be had at the spa yet.Toya was working on a particularly difficult problem when her phone rang. It was Jessica calling to confirm that they could do the spa later in the evening. They chatted for a while and she hinted Toya on what to expect and gave some other useful tips too.When the call ended Toya’s spirits were high, she had been tensed up lately. The episode with Ling last month did not help matters either. Although Ling never seemed to make any demands, or expect anything back, her adoration, and unconditional love for Toya makes her feel guilty that they cannot be together in that way. Ling is a very resourceful personal assistant, very good at her job, and it would be a disaster to lose her. That fact alone further convinced Toya that they could not fuck each other and work together. Eventually, one role would inevitably get in the way of the other. It was the reason they stopped anything coming of their brief affair 2 years earlier. That and the fact that Toya was afraid that their close proximity increased the risk of her husband (Bless his soul) finding out. Funny enough, as it turned out, he had known all along that they were having an affair. “Damn!” She cursed; her head was throbbing again. She dropped her pen and massaged her temples, and then she looked at the clock, 4 p.m. ‘Time to go get ready for that club’ she thinks, ‘Gotta go shopping for some sexy frilly gurl stuff’ she chuckles to herself.She hailed Ling on the intercom and announced, “Ling, I’m off to the club. My women’s meeting is tonight.*******************************Later that evening as she approached the large mansion that housed the club in the western suburb of the city, Toya sighted Jessica turning over her car to the delicious vixens that were the valets. On sighting Toya’s car, Jess waited while she alighted and then together they went into the building.”My, my, gurl you’re looking good, although I suspect you came here directly from a meeting”, Toya, said, and Jess, rolled her eyes and replied, “Mmm, you’re looking so delicious yourself, as for your suspicion, I’m guilty as charged”, they both laughed and then handed their coats and purses to a hat check girl.In the changing room they were greeted by Loretta, the dressing room supervisor, “Good evening, Mrs. Jordan, Mrs. Johnson. Would you ladies care to have some assistance with your clothing?” “Yes, please, that would be great”, Jess replied with a sigh, her new pair of pumps were obviously a step from completely comfortable.

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