My hands wondered down to my stomach and rested against my belly. I could spend hours sitting around, my hands on my stomach, just waiting to feel my ...aby move in any way. It did not move a ton just yet, but when it did, I wanted to be able to feel all of it that I could. After using the bathroom I stood there for a minute. I had been sleeping a lot these days, so there were times in the middle of the night that I could not sleep any longer. As of right now, I was wide awake. As my eyes fell. I anticipated having a new Arena system available for the next E3 Convention.Kogoro, as Ryou had suggested, was willing to stay on. I did not give him the Vice President of Operations position that he had been looking for – largely because I was still hoping to move Noah into that job. Instead, Kogoro was operating as my Executive Vice President and seemed pleased enough with it. The position allowed him to have a great deal of authority over issues he had a weath of experience in without. . or at least it wasn't more pain than I could take. It was good pain. GOOOOOD pain. Adding a bit more lube as he fucked it in and out of me, the more he worked it, the easier it became. After popping it in and out a few more times, he simply said, "It's time."He told me to get onto my back and to hold my legs back. He covered his hand with lube and pulled the plug from my stretched asshole. He told me I was gaping open, and it was the most beautiful gape he'd ever seen. I was proud that my ass. The branch manager is Mr. Brian Dodd, sometimes referred to unkindly, Mr. Dodd as brain dead or Ken. Mr. Dodd is just under forty and seems too preoccupied with my breasts. He's one of those blokes who talk to your chest, not so surprising, as lately I have been shamelessly displaying a lot of cleavage. He's married to a, dowdy flat chested woman called Daphne, which might explain his fascination with my boobs.Mr. Dodd and I are usually the last ones out due to our seniority, and some evenings.