His wife had passed-away early in the year, and he was drinking more, as he was on his own. The group of girls took over the responsibilities of looki...g after the stables, and as Annie put it, looking after him, whenever he needed some comfort.I was 14 and Annie was 15, with the oldest girl Jenny, who was 19 and the other three girls were in the range of 16 to 18, so we were all teenagers, but efficient in maintaining the 4 horses and the Shetland pony, who was quiet small, compared to the. Kara never greeted anybody, so it would take a while for people to get used to her having talked to them.As I entered my office area, I saw that my assistant had just arrived at her desk. I greeted her and asked how her weekend was. She looked at me like I was from outer space. I guess that I was, sort of, so I stood next to her and made small talk for a few minutes before I walked to my desk to put my purse and gym bag down. My assistant complimented my new hairdo and suit. I thanked her and. Quite quickly, she started moaning and moaning my name over and over again. I rubbed her clit faster and faster until she shook and her thighs clamped hard against my hand. I kissed her gently until she had calmed down. Then pulled her onto her knees. I got behind her and rubbed my cock against her pussy. She pushed back, impaling herself on me.I starting fucking her slowly, then faster until all you could hear was the sound of skin slapping against skin and both of us moaning. She pulled. The thick blackout curtain made the room blacker than pitch, and all I could hear was my own breathing. My skin was sticky with sweat, the sheets beneath me clinging uncomfortably. I didn’t know where Michael was, and part of me was glad, that his extra heat wasn’t adding to my discomfort. I was lying on my stomach; left leg bent upwards, head to that side. The long halter top I was wearing had ridden up, and I could feel a cool breeze on the damp skin of my snatch. I muttered my brother’s name.