He had a momentary thought that it was his ex trying to reunite. That was a never-ending dream of his, despite the way she had treated him. The smell ...as wrong, though, and he turned to see his ex's aunt, Carole Gruden smiling at him."I'll bet a ride in a car instead of a shuttle bus and a home-cooked meal would be welcome tonight, wouldn't they?" Carole asked.After a moment of silent surprise, he grinned and nodded."I have to apologize," Carole said as she drove home. "I should have seen a lot. Leonard started down at her, hands roughly kneading her breasts, his claws digging in just enough to draw a little bit of blood, making her wince. Slowly his entire cock pushed into her mouth, down her throat… she felt like gagging but it was almost as though she couldn’t… all she could do was accept the huge cock as it filled her mouth. Long, hard… it was wet with her saliva as he pulled it most of the way out and then pushed back in, using her breasts to tug her back and forth… they burned. No shit! He’s put me in a space I’ve never been before. And besides, I’m in France. Nobody will ever know anyway. That’s your justification for this? Well, yeah. What if Elisabeth says something? Oh fuck. That would be career-ending. Maybe I should forget the whole thing. I probably imagined it all anyway.When we reached the George Cinq, I’d decided it would be better for all concerned if I just fucked Elisabeth instead. It’s what the directors and senior male staff back home had expected of. At first it could be misread as accidental, the contact with her panties, briefly to start but more prolonged when no fuss was made.The next thing was that he would bounce her on his knee deliberately making sure her leg would touch his semi hard cock. The contact would become more pronounced, until he was directing the bouncing so his cock would fall between her legs and she would feel the pressure against her young pussy.2 months later again looking after Cheryl, he would make a thing about.