Her grandfather noticed her eyes. "Oh I like some good porn to watch when I bore. Put on a good show."She whimpered and shook her head. "Please stop t...is, please."Her grandfather simply slapped her and reminded her of her place. He had not listened to her last night, and no begging today would get her out of this. Her father had been a slow learner as well, because his wife had been too gentle on the boy before she died. His daughter in law had obviously been the same way with this brat. But. Borah himself was very frustrated and insulted when the two met. And it didn’t take too long for Mrs. Nair to seduce him. Borah still a virgin then, gave up easily and the two soon started having a discreet affair. For months after, Borah was happy yielding to Mrs. Nair’s desires. She would meet her whenever her daughters were away and he would happily play with her huge breasts and thirsty pussy. And she started enjoying the company of the guy almost half of her age. No longer she felt alone. As his hands soothed away the sting through the fabric of her short skirt, she finally let her lips meet his. Though this time she was the aggressor. Her lips teased and taunted, painting the seam of his without allowing him any real access, before plunging deep and taking all; feeding on his taste of bergamot and citrus, inhaling his clean male scent, holding it captive to let it befuddle her senses. Her hands were quick and agile in unbuttoning his dress shirt. She wanted skin, she wanted the. Harass receptionists. I’m busy.”“Too busy to annoy me?” she asked, suddenly cheerful.“Never. When something’s important, you make time for it.”She sighed deeply. “Lucky me.”I smiled and waved to her as I passed through the doors to the office itself. “See you later, Sunshine!”“Not if I see you first,” she called musically after me.I walked through the empty columns and rows of cubicles. It felt eerie being the only one there, like I was a post-apocalyptic survivor who had made a lot of poor.