My older sister Becci turned into a real bitch when she reached her teens; as Daddy’s little princess she could do no wrong. We’d gotten on well e...ough as siblings until she started at junior high, and then she suddenly changed. I’ve never understood why; I don’t know whether it was the onset of puberty, or whether she made some new friends who influenced her, or something else. Whatever the cause, suddenly I was the embarrassing brat of the little brother and the butt of all her complaints and. It was going to be quite a first two weeks. He was relieved that he was not going to have to go through a protracted takeover from an unhappy and apparently ineffective predecessor.He arrived at eight o'clock on Monday morning. The receptionist was barely polite but did show some spark when he said who he was. His secretary appeared swiftly and introduced herself."How do you do, Mr Braithwaite? I'm Margaret Evans but everyone calls me Meg." She offered her hand.Nick shook it and smiled. "How do. "Oh my God. that’s hot!" she said."I’ll say," I said and grabbed my cock which started flexing as I looked at the sauce in her cleavage."Do you want to get it, Tom?" she said and stuck her tongue out at me."Oh, yeah. I’ll get it," I said and reached over and stuck my fingers into her cleavage.She started laughing and said, "That tickles, Tom. Come on, I think you’re just teasing me. Get it, babe."I wiggled my fingers around and each time I thought I had it, it fell further down."Oh, for crying. He plunges his tongue into me, thrashing about. His tongue will go no further, and his nose is presses against my smooth pubic mound. His tongue explores deep inside me, his chin wet from saliva and juices. After he feels his exploration is complete, he withdraws his tongue to give attention to other needing areas. Lou gently flutters his tongue over my clit, only touching every so often. He’s careful to not give too much stimulation to this most sensitive spot. He plays off of my reactions,.