Washing the plates and putting them away, the only thing Bern could do was wait until she heard the key turn in the door again. Until then, she would ...ot settle.Escorted into the office and placed in front of Saim, Bridget was shocked that he didn't even acknowledge her. Sitting behind his desk, his head buried in an open folder of paperwork, he seemed oblivious to his surroundings. The phone was ringing but it too did not register to him. After several more rings had blared, each one seemingly. He was a fun Afrikaans man with a good personality. He was 32 years old and divorce from his wife. He was handsome, had a well built body and we seemed to hit it off. As we continued chatting he paid me a few flirtatious compliments even though he could see that I was in fact married. The afternoon went on and we carried on chatting up until 16h00 when we all slowly started collecting our k**s who where rather exhausted from all the running around. After saying goodbye to Kirsten and the rest. Worst of all, I was turned on by the idea. Not to mention, I wanted it to happen right here. Jeez anyone could see us, came to mind, only adding to the urges.As I butted my cigarette out, the old man stood, looking at me one last time, before going inside the cinema I waited a moment, wanting so desperately to follow him and join him. The lights were beginning to dim as I entered. The old man stood by the door. Once I was inside, he began to walk down he aisle to the 4th row on the right.. I took things from him and went to kitchen.I called Amit in for help. He came in and from back he took hold of both breast. “Wait for some time, then you can fuck me in presence of your dad”.We came out and arranged plate for them. I went to bed room and mixed rum with whisky and served in three glass and offered one to amit. First he refused and I said You are now big and you must be sleeping around with young girls, you can join us. We cheered for our happiness and drank. Husband drank double.