Things were looking pretty grim, and neither of us could face the thought of starting married life in our dingy flat. I started confiding in a woman w...o worked in te office where I worked as a travel consultant. She was married with two kids and lived in a nice large house just outside town. I had often noticed how occasionally she would arrive at work looking a little disheveled but I hadn't thought much of it. Finally, I told her of our situation and I told her how much I admired her. My removing his package from his slacks was accompanied by the release of the strong spicy scent of man sweat, and balls that even then I found intoxicating. Breathing deeply, I eagerly started sliding his foreskin back and forth over his shiny wet head and shaft. After about 15 minutes of me slowly stroking him, he said his first words. He said "faster", so i increased the speed of my stroke and the strength of my grip. After only and additional 20-30 seconds he he let out a deep groan, thrust. I wanted him to hold me and make me feel better but not until I'd had a chance to go upstairs and change my clothes. It always made me feel bad to disappoint Daddy."Daddy..." I began but he held up his hand to signal me to keep quiet. I obeyed and followed him into his den. He shut the door behind me, and then sat down behind his big desk, while I stood in front of it."Put the books down," he told me. "Hands by your sides."That familiar flush went through my body as my father's eyes looked over. ”After the party broke up, Jack went back to his office and was just grabbing the pad with his notes, when Tina and Kirsten came into his office. He closed the door, and said, “Thank you for coming.”“How can we help you, Lord? Do you need us to relieve your stress?” asked Tina, beginning to unbutton her blouse.Kirsten’s eyes opened wide, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, Jack motioned Tina to stop, and answered, “No, that won’t be necessary. No, I wanted to talk to both you and Kirsten.”The.