But one day all this changed for me, that day I realized how much I loved her and wanted her sexually, the day I caught her masturbating. The day sta...ted off as a normal one. The teacher’s wife was sick so cram school was cut short. When I arrived at the door to my house, I was surprised to find that it was unlocked. I entered cautiously, waiting for an assailant to reveal their self, but no assailant came. I went about my house cautiously, I then went upstairs to check up there when. This time, it is me phoning him. He had left word that he would be home all afternoon and so I don’t wait for the girls after school. As soon as the bell goes, I am out of there. With the help of one of my bodyguards, we load my bike into one of our SUVs and head to the office.Karen, my personal secretary during school hours, was told about the phone call and is intelligent enough to realize its importance. We don’t even say hi, and she doesn’t enter my office to give me the daily notes, as is. They didn’t know who he was or how he was related or who in the bride’s family he had fucked last night.Bruce smiled when his friend approached the bride’s father and shook his hand. Bill could definitely feel the Adrenalin boost. This was the man whose wife and daughter he had fucked just a few hours earlier.“Congratulations, Sir. My name’s Bill – friend of the groom. May I say, you have the most beautiful daughters. But of course, they would have to be with such a beautiful mother.” With that. When she did, it was in his study, where she stood before his desk again, feeling like a schoolgirl 'on the mat' before the headmistress.As she entered he had told her to keep her clothes on, and she felt quite bereft, that she was not to be punished was good, but did that mean they were not to pleasure each other? She knew it was sinful, despite his words in the confessional, but she had become accustomed to him making her shudder, and a modern psychiatrist would say she was conditioned to.