"Well, you might as well get over it Dad, because you did fuck me and I did love it and want more. " Cindy said. "Cindy, I don't know what to say. I h...ve got to think about this." I croaked out. " Okay so think about it tomorrow but in the meantime, could you fuck me one more time?" she said as she took my now very soft dick in her hand. "No". I said "I can't do it again. It is wrong." "Well, Your dick seems to disagree with you" as she fondled it. And she was right. My dick was getting hard. The skirt was an inch above my knees. I had on my matching3" heels with my hair falling smoothly down my back and light makeup. Ihung my sable fur in the closet and checked for any emails. A meetingfor all executives at ten. Enough time to get a cup of tea and gothrough all of the overload from last Friday.Microwaving my hot water and putting in a smidgen of honey, I tore openthe wrapper for my orange pekoe bag."Good morning, Ms. Brooks," Emily Cox my personal secretary greeted me."There's a. " Really?" she asked, looking at him skeptically."I'll tell you what, I've got a pistol I think would be better for you. It's small and harder to aim, but you can hide it better, and while it also has a kick I'm sure we can show you how to fire it."Alice had no idea what her father was trying to do, tempting a nervous young kid to shoot him, but she trusted his judgment. Still, she watched the two of them as she angled around to the side, so that she'd be out of firing range in case things got. If you want to meet up call me.O7123987654 MichaelMy heart actually skipped a beat, and an energy pulsed through my veins that I hadn’t felt in such a long time. It was a mixture of his eventual reply and his honesty. There was no pussyfooting involved, it was a simple yes or no. Did I want to take this further and meet him, or not? As I reached for my phone, my heart was still racing. I paused, choosing my words carefully, not wanting to appear either desperate or aloof.Hi Michael Thank you.