She was wearing a white tight mini dress showing a lot of leg, which was encased in white stockings. She was wearing four-inch white high heels. Dan s...ouldn't be looking at her like this, he is happily married to Jessica. He wished his wife was like that.Dan followed the secretary to the president of the company's office. He entered and watched the older man working at his desk. Mr. Gordon looked up. " Dan, please sit down. Amy, I will want to see you after Dan leaves." Yes sir." The secretary. ”He hated the logic in her statement. He wanted to be mad. He was hurt, and he didn't like the idea of spending a lifetime with someone who wouldn't listen to him. He at least did feel she cared more than she had seemed to in school, but the underlying irritation was still there.He kept his eyes shut tight, still not ready to get into it with her at the moment, and wanting to collect his thoughts. In moments though, he fell into a deep sleep, his exhaustion finally overwhelming him.He woke up,. Please, be reasonable. We have just met. How can you even think of such a thing?” she implored.“Rima. You don’t understand me. I don’t want to have sex with you. I want to make love to you.” Varun said patiently.Rima felt her head spinning. “Please don’t confuse. Go to bed. It seems that I made a mistake in calling you over.”“No, you did not. Soon you will know that. Now will you please let me slide the nightie off your pretty shoulders? I know that there is nothing under them.” Varun said.“No,. Just walkingaround pointed out a conspicuous absence. But when he thought about what had happened in the bathroom... theshock was immediately mixed with a resurgence of excitement, of LUST.Some new part of him had LIKED it, had FED on the delicioushelplessness. And thoughts of Vinicius himself sparked an even morechaotic flurry of emotion. As long as he thought in the abstract... if he thought about SOMEONEstealing his dick, and toying with his mind, and FINGER-FUCKING him,he could be properly.