I wasn’t ready to say I had done a great job – my duties were small at best and the drama spotlight was centered on me a little too often to be co...fortable this year.“I sure hope so.” she said, smiling. “You ready to go?”“I think so.” I replied thoughtfully. “You mind if I ask for some silence? I just need to ... like, y’know, ready myself.”Nicole nodded and faced the front again, giving me the time and space I needed. I wasn’t exactly zen, but I definitely could put the time ‘alone’ to good. She resolved to lead from the front foot, rather than allow some half baked office gossip to establish itself.She shuffled nervously as the other members of the board arranged themselves with their notes and files. Sam eyed her suspiciously, sensing from her attitude she had a bombshell to drop.At last the Chairman strode in and stood by the top of the table. He waited for everyone's attention before sitting, 'like some Field Marshal, ' Rebecca often thought."Ahem!" Rebecca said. "Can I say. “I think it’s time I was heading home.”“Just one drink,” Ray said, his tone insistent.Claire was about to repeat her reply a bit more forcibly when another voice beat her to it. A voice unmistakably female and also familiar.“I distinctly heard the lady say she was done for the evening,” said the voice from behind.Both Claire and Ray turned, just in time to see a young woman emerging from the crowd that had blocked the way to the front entrance. Dressed in black jeans, a matching low cut top and. The sound of her father grunting and groaning, calling her dirty names like "cunt" and "whore" were familiar, the way his big cock stretched her young pussy was familiar, and how it got easier for her to take the fucking each time was becoming more and more familiar.What wasn't familiar was the warm feeling welling inside her, the way her vagina secreted more fluid that made her pussy wet. Or how her nipples became rock-hard and the realization that she liked being fucked by her daddy. None of.