I kissed her and she smiled and said, “Not tonight.” She stroked me to two more orgasms shortly before the opera ended and walked with me quietly ...ut of the opera hall.“Care for a beer?” I asked.“Of course.”Over beer she said, “Not many operas have three climactic scenes like that in the last half.”I nearly coughed and said, “True.”“I liked it.”“Yes.”“Tomorrow is a good recital. We can have dinner afterwards, but then I’ll have to study, so just a short walk.”“What recital?”“Chamber music.. The agency closes at 5:30. It was 9:45…is that what they call fucking the receptionist nowadays? ‘She’s in a meeting and can’t be disturbed?’ We had plans and you blew me off for what?” “I had to conference with the Swiss representatives from Horst Industries. It’s my deal and I’m the one who has to hold their hand and – “ “This isn’t working. All you do is work, work, work. You’re never home and when you are you’re in that damned office with the door closed. I know how important your job is to. I guess that she told everything to my mom. My mom started to come and watch my pc regularly. But one day, my sister was asking about the features on the phone and she was sitting so close to me. Suddenly she came close that her boobs were touching my hands. I couldn’t stop myself and gave her a kiss on her lips.I was really terrified at that time. She gave a grinning smile and started to ask more about the phone. She brushed her boobs on my hand again. I couldn’t control myself.I touched them. She either sucked me off or jacked me off for relief during the time she was trying to become inseminated. She was tested pregnant by the end of December. George had done his deed well. She told all her girlfriends he was the real father of her baby to be and that I was going to be the legal daddy.Of course by the time the wedding rolled around, it was all over town that George had fucked and impregnated my fiancée and that I was still going to marry her with his baby in her.I felt so.