”And that was that. I left her office and cleaned up and made ready to meet the guys at the bar. I knew I’d need a drink that night, but it was fo... far more than the typical relaxation. Walking out of work I passed Brenda on the way to the door. She didn’t say anything but simply returned a look and smiled as I headed to my car. My stomach was in my chest the rest of the evening at how close I was and how stupid I must have been to leave that stuff so accessible on my computer.A week passed and. Only when?So it was that we had to take us to unknown time from our families and friends, and also from our little cozy home farewell came. Three years we spent in Tokyo, surrounded by millions of people, cars and a culture in which one could feel again that this was a stranger, although the people were very hospitable. Sure was a reason that we lived in one of the best districts of Tokyo. In my new role as head of marketing I blossomed literally. What should I do also another, my friends were. She slid her lips off the first finger and then went to the next one. She started to wiggle her little ass around on my lap and she sucked on first this finger, and then the next and then the next. Damn, here was my little girl, sucking on my fingers, and moving her little ass around on my lap. I looked down and I saw her skirt sliding up on her hips and I noticed her panties. They barely covered the pussy that was under them. She started to suck on my fingers harder and harder. I tried to pull. " But if I take the sweater off people will be able to see my bra,Sir," I complained"I don't care what they see. I told you to do it, now do it! I willlet it go this time but you need to learn to do what your told."I still make no move to remove my sweater and the next thing I knowhe has the sweater half pulled off of me. My arms are caught up inthe sleeves and I can't do a thing but let the sweater get pulledover my head and off. I am left standing there in my white buttonshirt that clearly.