"Come on, you sweet pussy, let's get dressed before someone comes in here and catches us," he said as he withdrew his shrinking, wet cock from her sloppy cunt, and looked around for his clothes.

They both dressed themselves and walked back into the front office. "I want to thank you for giving me this job as resident-manager, Mr. Fryers. I'm sure I'll do a good job for you," she said as she sat down behind her desk.

"You're welcome, Becky," he said, "but please, call me Ted. I think we know each other well enough to use first names." He sat down on the edge of the desk and looked down at her creamy thighs beneath her short skirt. "I've been trying to find someone for a long time to manage this condominium. I think you'll do a fine job. This building is one of the largest and newest high-rise condominiums in this town. It has fourteen floors with fifteen separate apartments on each floor, and every one of them is occupied. Your job is a big responsibility."

"Don't worry, Ted. I'll take care of things," she said. She was happy to work here. With so many different people living in one building, she was sure that every day would be exciting and interesting.

At that moment, she looked out of the office window across the lobby to the elevator. There, waiting for the elevator, were three females – a tall, long-legged blonde, a young girl with light brown hair and plump tits, and a tall, big-titted woman with a big, shapely ass and long, coal-black hair. "Those two women and that teenage girl, standing over there, are really beautiful. Do you know who they are?" she asked.

"Yes, I know them," be said, looking in the direction of her gaze. "Their names are Jenny Thomas, Laura Timmins, and Ann Marshall. They all live here in the building. I'd like to shove my big cock into each one of them, someday." He rubbed his aching cock as he stared at the three women.

"You know, it's really interesting," said Becky. "There are almost three hundred people living in this building, and each one of them has his or her own private life. I wonder what sort of secret lives those three live." Both she and Ted Fryers continued watching the hot foxes who were waiting for the elevator.