More thought required was his decision.Right on 2:30pm Frank was knocking on Sharon's door, which was quickly opened. She was ready, her bag packed an... waiting to go. Check-in, immigration and security were all dispensed with in a reasonable time considering the number of people at the busy airport, consequently it was just after 4:15pm when they stepped into the First Class Lounge.Sharon couldn't believe the luxury that Frank was exposing her to. He had told her not to have much to eat for. She tries her best to arouse me, she really does, but I just feel bad for the girl. I close my eyes and think of Eva while this stranger attempts oral sex on a flaccid penis. I think about putting her in her place while she's in such a mood, seeing her crawl across the floor towards me on her hands and knees, soft creamy breasts hanging down and begging to be played with, unlike this girl. I think about making her sit at my feet, giving her little face gentle slaps every time she pouted or. Luckily he had a well trained staff of assistance in the kitchen that got them through the day. There was Chuck the chef that managed the food that was served at the Bistro and his sue chef Ronny. They were both geniuses when it came to good food. Then there were his personal assistance Tom and Laura who helped him with the baking and decorating. Laura in particular was a true artist when it came to cake decorating. If it wasn’t for this group he would have never made it through the day.. ’ ‘Good’, she responded, ‘Glad you like us big girls, I have seen the way you watch me when I go upstairs, and the way you hover over my shoulder when I am sat at my desk, I know you are having a quick sneak. You like what you see now?’ I hesitated, but my cock twitching gave it away. ‘Yes, of course’ I said. ‘In that case, I think you had better go and make sure the outside doors are locked while I do a bit of reading.’ It was a dismissal and order, so I went to make sure the doors and windows.