Mr. Peckerwood had already said that the job entailed flirting and charming the clients. She knew that she wasn't as young and pretty as the other gir..., Beverly. And she knew that Mr. Peckerwood was a businessman above all else and that he would want and need a qualified and skilled secretary. The position was an important one and she was just a simple secretary - Beverly had a degree in Business Management for pete's sake!Still, she had beat out all the other girls and Mr. Peckerwood did say. Her knees were astraddle my hips, her enlarged pussy lips hanging over my cock. She lowered herself on to me and slid her pussy across my cock, her hands pressing down on my chest, her long blonde hair hanging down in my face. She reached between her legs and slid my cock into the confines of her pussy. I could feel the walls of her pussy gripping my cock. Betty flipped her hair back over her bare shoulder. She bit down on her lower lip. She had a look of determination. As she settled down onto. I didn't come home from work for nothing. You may as well just make this easier on yourself." Tiffany contemplated opening the door for her father but ultimately decided not to. If he was just going to fuck her regardless of her volition, then she may as well make him work for it. "Fine, you asked for it." He unlocked the door with the spare keys he kept for all the rooms in the house.Tiffany remained face down on her bed. She could hear him walking toward her slowly. She felt his hands on her. She must of heard me catch my breath because she looked right into my eyes. Her smile lit up her face even more. If I had been further down the isle I would of looked back to see who she was looking at with the look on her face. I felt my face get warm and I knew that my cheeks were bright red. I fumbled to get something off the shelf to my left to break eye contact. I heard her chuckle and her heels tap away. I couldn't help but to look as she walked down the isle and I knew that she KNEW I'd.