&hellip,..I think I told her to much. &hellip,..When I described fucking my girlfriend, she would start getting excited. It wasnt long and I could te...l she was coming on to me. I think I made the mistake of telling her how my girlfriend and I started out by mutual masturbation. She perked up and wanted all the details about mutual masturbation I explained I would finger my girlfriend to orgasm while she jacked me off . I watched her breathing increase and she smiled at me with a look of keen. ”“Just finishing up this drawing,” he muttered.“Your girls can wait,” I said.“Dad!” he groaned.I grinned. I knew he was drawing naked girls. He had this comic of his. He showed us the non-naked versions of his two Japanime girls. He was a great artist, but he just needed to get some maturity. Well, if I was nineteen, I'd probably be spending as much time drawing cute girls, too.“Come on,” I said, knocking again. “You have the entire weekend to draw them.”“Fine,” he muttered. Papers rustled then. He is about 5 foot 6 inch normally built body not so faircomplexion but appeared to be a sex stuff to me may be because of learning hisother side of life. The tight gym suit he wore added more of sexiness to him.I worked out for a while but my desire for him started increasingand thought of the ways in which I can approach him. I was scared approachingdirectly because in our company it’s a open door policy and any such things canbe complained and I will be thrown out of job for violating ethics. “Thank Mr. Hashimoto,” I said. “But tell him I am enjoying the evening too much to think about money. His company is payment enough.”“Johanna, this is getting ridiculous,” whispered Burton. “You shouldn’t have to put up with this. You can leave any time you want.”“Don’t worry about me, Burton.”I put Kenny Rogers’ Gambler on the machine, and Mr. Hashimoto began singing at the top of his voice.Our waitress brought in more sushi and as well as sashimi. We ate and drank as the evening wore on. Mr..