As she was their only child, Sofia’s mother and father were able to relax and engage in some meaningful conversation while they dined with me. They...talked about how astounding of a human being I was and how kindly I treated their beloved daughter, although it was readily obvious that I was several years her junior and that I was only being used by her for my wonderful wiener. While Sofia’s parents hailed my niceties and neglected the obvious sexual exploitation at hand, I kept an eye on my. “I don't know, many have tried but I'm fairly well endowed!” “I know I could,” she replied. “Well that sounds like a challenge I would like to see,” I teased cheekily. “I wish I could,” she replied, “but I have a boyfriend. He's downstairs. Maybe I could come back if I'm ever single and show you.” My heart sank, after such promising flirting and chat, it seemed any chance of experiencing this girls talents had faded. My cock was still threatening to burst the seams of my jeans and though I. ‘You will find out now, John. But we won’t tell you, right girls? We will show you.’ Kimberly started to dance. First it was just a small, casual movement like someone shifting their weight from leg to leg while on a line at a fast food restaurant. She moved like that for what seemed to be days. I followed her movements curiously. What was she doing? What was this supposed to do to me? Did they do all this to dance for me? The questions fought for space. Her motions began to build on each. She knew that she was on borrowed time with her employer, that sooner or later he would try it one with her.Debbie shrugged her shoulders in a philosophical way, oh well she would just have to deal with that when it happened.She worked through the week and managed again to avoid any unpleasantness with her boss. On the Friday he even let her finish a bit earlier when she told him that she would have to go and check up on her mum's house while that lady was away.Debbie dashed back to her flat.