“Don’t be such an old grouch” she said and pushed her boobs against the back of my head, “He’s my boss, this is part of my job and it always...has been”“He’ll expect you to go to bed with him- again”She put her lips to my ear and whispered seductively,“Probably yes and you know you love it don’t you?”I grinned in spite of myself, “His place or ours?”“Why?” she grinned back, “Wanna watch?”“Of course” I laughed, “Can I shave you before you go?”“Ooh yes please”“You going to wear stockings?”“Don’t I. As much. And completely cut out theweeknight shows and drinking.I said, ?Message received.??Good. Tomorrow, I want you to talk to Ms. Green, too.?I grimaced. It was an involuntary reaction. Ms. Green was going to pryinto my brain and see if I was being abused or neglected or if I?d beencutting myself. She meant well but it was like she was way too caringor something.There was nothing I could do to get out of it except maybe fake sickand miss a few days. I could probably get a day off with. After our drinks she suggested we go to a short-time hotel in the Plaza. I said I had never. But I suspect she already knew that. “Don’t worry darling I will teach you” she whispered.I paid the bar fine (B500) and the drinks and off we went. The short-time hotel was B340. The room had a large bed and a bathroom attached. She undressed and so did I. I took in the sight. Obviously enhanced boobs and a rock hard cock about 6”. She sat on the bed against the head board and said “suck my cock”.. Alessandra blushes, but does not deny my suggestion she is only interested in girls like her. Her face gets more red the moment I suggest she is warm and wanton, but lacks any actual experience. She confirms that her first crush does not attend her school. She feels rejected by her. And neglected, unseen and unwanted in her new social circle. Alessandra easily opens up in our conversation, as soon as we sit down for further talks during drinks in my small sunny garden. Soft spoken, no neighbour.