CHAPTER TWELVE
Lying in bed, Connie Satterlee had a way of being very cute. Her cuteness and guile, especially when she decided on a hump workout with Robert M. Satterlee, President of Intercontinental Electronics Corporation, was also very effective in getting her what she wanted.
"Bob, darling, what's this I've been hearing about a hospital checkup for Ralph Spofford? You know, your Vice-President at Harrison Home Products Division?"
"Well, Ralph's close to retirement age-and confidentailly, I think he's had a coronary."
"That means you'd have to replace him right away, doesn't it?"
"Looks that way," Satterlee replied.
He came to the bedroom. Connie was sitting up in bed. The sheets were turned down, baring her lush nakedness as far as her ass. The President looked at the volupuous
