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down Astrid’s luscious cleavage while she scowled at the two men.
    “Well, sometimes I think things would be a lot simpler with a woman – And it’s hard to find a guy who has the slightest idea of how to satisfy a girl where it matters.”
    “Hah, I can’t help you there love – Never had a guy in my life.”
    “Really?” Astrid looked over to Abdul, who’d spent the last few minutes stealing glances at the new girl. She then looked back to Jayne and spoke with a lowered voice. “You asked earlier if I was seeing anybody. Well I’m not!”
    A shiver shot up Jayne’s spine. What was that? Why was Astrid making a point out of being single? And not just single, but also condemning men and all their flaws. Jayne wondered how she should play this, realising she was probably in with a shot of burying her tongue deep inside Astrid’s pussy tonight. “Well, you’ve just started a new job. Maybe a new partner right now would be bad timing.” But that was playing it too safe. No - if she was going to sleep with Astrid tonight, then she’d have to be at least a little bolder. Astrid was clearly a girl who could have almost anybody, yet was fed up with half-baked, gutless pickup attempts made by men who used waiters to do the leg-work for them.
    “You’re right about that! I’m not looking for a new partner, but a little fun wouldn’t hurt anybody.”
    Abdul shot to life, straightened in his seat, said something to Mrs Bateman, then pulled their two untouched shots closer. “Here you go babe, doesn’t look like the boss and her husband want these so looks like there’s more for us.” He slid an absinthe in front of Astrid, keeping hold of the other glass.
    “Oh, that’s ok. Looks like we’ll be fine with the wine.” She slid the shot back towards Abdul.
    “You mean you’re not getting pissed tonight love? On your initiation? I’m not having this – Down it!” Abdul spoke with feigned aggression, but not taking no for an answer.
    “Looks like you’re not giving me a choice, Abdul.” She picked up the glass, chinked it against Abdul’s and downed the fluid.
    Abdul wheezed for a breath before slamming the glass to the table and returning to his beer. “Look at those two. Nice isn’t it!” He nodded his head toward Angela and her new boyfriend who’d been lost in each other all night long. “There’s nothing like new and exciting love is there!”
    “You can say that again Abdul.” Astrid humoured him – something which appeared lost on Abdul.
    “So Astrid, tell me about your workout regime.” Jayne came to the rescue and took a small delight in the flash of rage which shot across Abdul’s face.
    Astrid turned her body back to face Jayne, pushing her knee into hers as a gesture of thanks . “Well, Jayne, I workout five times a week.” She winked at Jayne, “I like to keep my body in tip-top and trim condition.”
    Jayne couldn’t figure out if Astrid was taunting Abdul, or trying to turn her on. Of course, Jayne herself worked out regularly because she enjoyed possessing the same kind of body that she also found devilishly attractive in other girls, which Astrid had in spades. If the conversation was leading in this direction, then her head would likely turn to mush. “Well you certainly do have one fit body!” She said loud enough for Abdul to hear, then leaned closer to Astrid’s ear to whisper, “Your legs are incredible!” She knew it was the wine speaking, but she didn’t give a damn. If she made a fool out of herself by taking a chance and being rebuked by this beautiful woman then she’d be out of the office after this week anyway. She wanted so badly to run her hand up the inside of Astrid’s thigh right where she sat, but there was that company reference to think about, not to mention Astrid’s reputation around the office.
    “You are quite the player aren’t you!” Astrid whispered back and Jayne felt a hand on her thigh below the table. The same inhibitions that