"I'm Carl", he said. I introduced ourselves, and we headed out again.I looked him over, clean and neat, about 25 or so, nice looking. Sharon sat there...in silence for a few miles, suddenly she reached down and started fanning her skirt. "Hot in here!" she said.We didn't have any air conditioning, so I rolled down the window. The wind whipping in started flipping her skirt around, showing lots of leg. Sharon made no effort to hold it in place. I saw Carl look down a few times, but he said. Oh why, oh why ... oh why?That they even met was a serendipitous event and yet somehow so typical. Was their meeting a contradiction? She thought often thought so. John Johnson was 66, married and the CEO of the company and Sarah ... she was 30, divorced and had just left a bad relationship when she was hired as a high level department head that reported directly to John. The rest, as they say, was history.For the first three months Sarah worked there was nothing but strict professionalism in. I used them to run down my chestto my nipples. They had retracted into tiny little twin dots. My handsdescended along a completely flat chest and stomach. Strangely enough,my belly button was very shallow. I allowed my hands to travel a littlefarther down until they found my pe-No, maybe a little farther.My fingers began to trace an unfamiliar groove. I pushed against it, andmy finger slipped between two folds of skin. I jerked my hand out, andcraned my neck for a better look. I couldn't. In few days i got friendly with my colleagues some were married some had girlfriends All of them were enjoying sex and was feeling jealous as they tell me their sex incidence .In a month and half time i found small apartment and shifted there it was nice house and land lord were also nice they were husband wife and teenage daughter Son and his wife occupied first floor but was close as they were in Moscow Family on second and i too on second.Their daughter Anna was cute and beautiful girl I was.