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A Bossy while ago, my husband, Harry, had two of his work colleagues around for drinks. That wasn’t unusual, he is their boss. They are nice young men, and over the last year or so I have got to know them quite well. We usually have a laugh and they are good company. Roger is my favourite, I really quite like him. He went through a messy divorce some years back and was really cut up about it. Brian, what can I say about him? He’s the joker in the pack. He’s the youngest and never married.

Brian is an out and out flirt. I don’t mind but he can get a bit loud sometimes. He is also very handsome, and he knows it. I’m sure you all know someone just like him. It probably won’t surprise you to know, that like a lot of women, I have fantasies. I often think about Brian when I’m giving myself a bit of finger relief. There was something in the way he looked at me. I knew exactly what he was thinking. I just hoped he didn’t know what I was thinking whenever I was looking at A Bossy.

As was usual, they both arrived with bottles of wine. Occasionally they would bring me flowers. On this particular night, Brian brought round some chocolate brownies. No ordinary chocolate brownies, but ones with what he called, ‘a special ingredient.’ Apparently, he knows someone, who knows someone who bakes them. He never said what the special ingredient was, but I guessed I probably couldn’t buy it in the shops.

I was in the kitchen when they were handed out. All I could hear was lots of laughter. They seemed to be having a good time. Whatever was in those brownies, it made them very happy. A bit too happy perhaps. Brian said that I should try one and my husband agreed. He said that it was fun and I would enjoy it. It was about ten minutes or so later, I was sitting on the sofa between Roger and Brian with a glass of wine. The men were laughing over the silliest things. Laughing can be very infectious; he started laughing along with A Bossy.