" "Hmm, now that sounds positively delicious, the three of us together." "It's not what you think. We aren't going to be doing that." "I know," I said... laughing at her look of terror. "Tell Danii I'd love to do that. Why don't you set it up for some night when I'm off?" "I'll do that. Chas, I hate to run out on you, but I can't be late for the movie. I'll see you on Monday." "I understand. Patricia and Ramona will be here any minute as it is. Patricia wants to make all of the women jealous when. I do as he tells me and h... he told me to ask you for help with my um, my bikini."He looked over at Johan. "You guys want me to do this?"I could hear Johan chuckle before speaking. "Yep."Surfer boy looked back at me. "What about you? Is this what you want too?"I hesitated. I was getting uncomfortable standing in the parking lot, holding up my bikini bottoms in my fingers. I wanted to get back into the car and cross my arms and die of embarrassment! I wanted it to be over! But, I knew there was. Who the hell does he think he think he is? Just cause he's got a big dick and can kiss like Casanova doesn't mean he can order me around like his servant. Then she paused in thought, he had been ordering her around all week and she had waited on him willingly, craving his attention. He had practically ignored her and she was dying to be acknowledged in some way for jerking him off. Her cheeks flushed with anger at herself and her brother-in-law. I'm an educated, liberated woman, she thought,. ‘No, we said by the end of the day. In one hour, I want you to walk in her, close the door, get naked, come up to me and pull down my pants and start to ride me while I sit on this chair. There will be no foreplay so get yourself wet before hand. Do you understand?’ She looks at me, walks out of my office and I see her walking to the bath room with her face down and covered. I set up my laptop with its video recorder on my cabinet facing my desk as this will make for a nice video. An hour.