The thought would creep in at the most inopportune times, in a meeting or out with her friends. Sarah had sent her a text the day after the club askin... if she enjoyed herself. She replied with a simple “ooohhhh yeahhh” and thanked Sarah for the invite, but hadn't heard from her since. That was probably part of the problem, there Rachel was, sitting in an office in the business district, trying to focus on accounting, but in the back of her mind was fantasies of being naked and having her pussy. I was the General Manager, and while it was a big come down in terms of salary and prestige, I was glad to be working again, and glad to be out of the house-husband role I had been in. My relationship with my wife had changed permanently, though. Perhaps she no longer felt that I could keep her and our family safe. Perhaps she relished being back in the workforce, since she was never wild about the day in and day out duties of full time motherhood. She kept her job, which was feasible since. She's still shy of course, and she is surprised to find out how wet she is. She gets turned on from the noise that her wet pussy makes as the director fingers her gently.It's not long before she's dripping wet, and the director doesn't hold back, zoning in on her clitoris while her legs are wide opened, and on to her pussy, two fingers deep inside enough to make Akiko climax and squirt so much that she because surprised by her own sexy juice. She's squirted before, but not in the past two and a. The kiss broke suddenly. Sasha buried her face in my neck. Almost silently she whispered, "Dad."Holding my little girl tightly, I started moving, hunching against her, sliding my erection up and down and pressing it to her soft stomach. I caressed her cleft, teased the almost undetectable bump of her clit, and inhaled her amazing scent deep into my lungs, pears and lemons and sweet innocence. I whispered to her, "Sasha, baby."Sasha moaned and humped me, her hips tilting, her pussy moving back.