“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he said mockingly. I didn’t respond. “Hands on the table and spread your legs,” he ordered. I placed the ...alms of my hands down on the table, my legs spread wide for him. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hide my arousal. God I wanted him. I was captivated by my captor. He stood behind me and pressed his body against mine as I felt his hands on my breasts, squeezing, and then rubbing them. I tried not to moan as his hands gently glided down my body, stopping. I had known a couple of those applying, and I knew they were both far more qualified than I was. The application had been more a statement about my current job than it was a desire to have that one in particular."But, we have been impressed with your job performance, and I at least, feel like you are capable of more. Obviously you think so as well." Yes sir, I do." I answered, even though it had been more of a statement than a question."With that in mind, I went ahead and entered your name into. " I began and I protested as someone who thinks too much has been spent on them usually does."Oh rubbish Justin, your mum agreed when I told her I intended to buy you a car. And when she told me that you would need a car that could seat at least six or more we agreed on this car once research told me that it was as good you anything in its range."I moved a little closer and took in the black Honda sitting there as a well dressed man armed with a leather folder moved forward saying he had some. We only got as far as the floor, and both of us were tired afterward, and I was worried about rug burn on my butt and Alex's knees. This second time felt the same as the first, but different, as if somewhere in my brain I knew what to expect, and had gone beyond the initial time. It was messy, though, and I suppose we left a stain on the carpet, not that I could tell in the darkness.We weren't so tired that we couldn't have a little fun in the shower. Alex slipped his fingers into me to make.