She was really petite, no more than 5' 2"...I followed her in and she was wearing tight blue denim shorts and a tight white t shirt, she had long blon...e hair, tied in a pony tail and finished the look with a pair of white knee socks and white trainers....I wondered who she was, but knew she too had to be in this ever widening cicle."Steve, you've arrived" said Margaret and kissed me on the cheek...My eyes were popping out of my head as Margaret was only wearing a gold bikini and fantastic black. She took my cock in her hand and started to stroke. While she did that she looked into my eyes. That was so erotic! Then she put just the tip into her mouth. The feeling was so great. She twirled her tongue around the head then down the shaft to my balls. She took my balls in her mouth and held them there. She let go of my balls and attacked my cock with vigor. She put as much as she could in her mouth and sucked. I grabbed her hair and started fucking her face. I was going slowly because I. In Biology classes we discussed i****t and just how bad it was genetically for close family sexual relationships. I knew as a girl all the modern day media was aiming itself at girls my age that sex is good and everything we do has sex associated with it, but more importantly, i****t was on the increase and it was consensual, like it was with myself and my father.One girl asked her question, why is it wrong to sleep with her close family member when she was on the pill and the other could wear. I began to sob, "Please don't make me watch any more. I am mortified. You.. must... hate... me! Oh god, please let me go. Just fire me and I'll go away forever."She tightened her grip on my shoulder and sighed deeply. "You need to calm down. I didn't bring you up here to fire you. I am here to discuss the nature of your job." She opened her nightstand and pulled out some paperwork. "Mr. M and I talked about the best way to handle this indiscretion, and we are prepared to... make you a new job.