She looked little serious. I said ok but let me help you.Let me help you in getting the bra on. She didn’t say anything. I clipped the hooks of her ...ra. Then to check, I took my hands forward & again cupped her boobs over the bra. She closed her eyes & said – pl pl. I shall die. I said- for little time. I kept on pressing over the bra. My dick was rock hard & I started hitting my dick on her ass. After few minutes, she pushed me & wore her top. She started to move. I started to talkMe- why are. Emma blushes some as she sees herself in the mirror as he fixes her makeup and hair.She worries a little about how revealing this dress is and if she gets reactions will Donald get upset like he did on Saturday?Oh well, if he does it just means another session with the new paddle she figures and decides to fully enjoy any attention she gets. Especially when she looks down and can see her tits perking over the top of the shelf bra he put on her.Donald hurries to redress in his suit, and Emma. He reached out and swept her forehead with his fingers and apologized, hoping against hope that he hadnt hurt her. She giggled and told him he was being silly. She sat up and asked him why he had stopped, because she thought it was a really nice way to wake up. His jaw nearly dropped, as his mind reeled from her reaction. He was beating himself up for no reason. His daughter was so special, and their new relationship was not something to turn into a shameful darkness, but a loving exploration.. “Yes, but I am being proactive and using my accrued PTO to have myself examined.” I smartly said. “Yes you probably ought to have something examined.”My eyes disappeared into her heavily patterned sweater and sensible skirt. Her hair flowed with metal band style gel, but inside she raged to the company machine.“You know I appreciate how you always think of the work place, and if you wanted to stop by my office sometime we could talk privately about it. Kind of our own private work-review if you.