A woman about 30 years old, with an attractive face and a nice set of tits, answered it. Her body looked firm; she definitely spent a lot of time in t...e gym. She wore a short black dress that clung nicely, and a pair of black high heels. She looked me up and down and said “you must be tom, come on in.”I followed her inside, butterflies filling my stomach. What was going to happen, i wondered. I didn’t wonder for long.“so,” she said, “i hear you like some pretty nasty things tom. You think it’s. . bizarre.I couldn’t remember any event in my life directly involving me where I’d felt so abused and utterly misguided, outside of Cub Scouts, forced to do something that just seemed so obviously wrong.The woman who was our cub scout den mother had decided on a very strange routine for us to perform at a big Scout Clamorama gathering in the city. Little eight year old boys didn’t question, gave our utter trust to the adult whose house we met at each week. As it turns out she must have been a. She knocked on the door and leaned in, her smile lighting up the room and instantly brightening my mood. "Hi Daddy!" she said cheerfully."Hey, sweetheart. Come to cheer up your old man?" Of course," she said brightly. She strutted across the floor and came around behind the desk, wrapping her arms around me to hug me from behind. I leaned back and reached one arm up to return the hug. She rested her chin on my shoulder and said "You work too hard. Your shoulders are so tense." Yeah, it's this. I had remembered the problem I had yesterday when my office ended up smelling of sex. Today I brought in a scented candle and some wet wipes to clean myself. I didn't want to go out into the hallway dressed like this if I could avoid it.I made it through until the three o'clock bell rang and Larry made up an excuse to leave. I was happy to see him go. If he had asked I would have helped him come up with an excuse.After he left, Becky came in and closed the door behind her and said, "Mrs. Hall,.