It was his pet project. Hehad been working on it since before I was born and for yearsafterwards. Mom told me that every night when he got home he wou...d likedisappear into his lab in the basement. I can't figure out how shedistracted him long enough to stick his dick in her. Well, doh. Shemust have jumped him at least once, because she had me. Maybe evengeniuses get laid once in a while. Are you a genius? Yeah, yeah, you'resupposed to be interviewing me. What? Put my blouse back on, becauseit's. She also enjoyed watching this as she found it a huge turn on to witness my foray into this fetish. When he had invited us to his party she had mentioned she was glad he would meet me, as she thought I would like him. He asked why and she said, "He likes guys with your personality, I think you'll get along great," with a coy smile and giggle.When we arrived the party was in full swing, he answered the door and my curiosity got the best of me. I glanced down at his crotch quickly and indeed my. "That job's as good as mine," she said confidently. And out she went to land it."Well, Mrs. Hines," said Mr. Marshall, the director of personnel, "these are hard times. Recession. Lots of people out of a job. We have more people wanting this single job than you can imagine." But I'm qualified," Veronica protested, leaning forward slightly. "I can do the work. I want to do the work."Mr. Marshall leaned back in his chair, as if seeing her for the first time. His eyes raked over the impudent swell. I didn’t really want to be the cause of a catastrophic evening for Kate, so I decided to bring this symphony to its final movement. With Kate, I have long known that if I draw the right-sized figure-8, with just the right amount of pressure and at just the right speed, she is a goner. It can be my finger, or my tongue, or my lips, or my cock, or even (one time, anyway) my thigh – it doesn’t matter. She’ll come quickly, and she’ll cum often. It’s just her anti-orgasm kryptonite. So I decided to.