Me and Deepika working in same company for past 2 years. She is look like sex bomb. Most my male colleagues having dream to fuck her and waiting for t...e chance. She is having huge boobs,ass and flat dummy. She alwaysWear leggings,kurtis and occasionally sarees. Ok I come to my story. On that day evening we all went to one of the popular hotel in the city to celebrate our team project completion. The hotel located out side the city. After dinner all are planning to leave. She called me and drop. I didn't bother putting on a robe, but busied myself in the kitchen fixing a salad for Daddy's lunch. It only took a few minutes before Daddy made an appearance, showing up outside with an extension ladder. I guess he was through cleaning the windows from the inside. I motioned him to come inside and he didn't disappoint me, taking a seat that gave him a good view of his barely dressed, long legged daughter moving around the kitchen. We talked about possibly getting me a car. We'd made due with. His head was also spinning with the realization that they had again crossed a line he had sworn to avert, denying his desire for her. But no longer. He could not remember feeling such a ferocity during sex for a very long time and all he knew was that he had to have more. He would not give her up, whatever the risk. He had a private washroom adjacent to his office and directed her there to clean up. He did so after she finished. They did not speak to each other as they made themselves. "Wh-what did you say?" I said, turning."I said, would you like to touch my feet? I saw you looking at them earlier. I saw you watching me as I dangled my shoe from my toes."She'd seen that? I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I thought I'd been discrete, thought I'd indulged this curious fetish of mine in secret, as I had my entire adult life, never daring to act on it. "Karen loves it when I do that, don't you?"Karen nodded sheepishly, a light flush rising in her cheeks."I don't know what.