At first it was the idea of having a woman as my sexual slave, to use as I wished and to turn into a total slut that would thrill me. A woman who woul... wear what I wanted, showing off her breasts or ass as I directed that thrilled me. I loved the idea of a woman that would fuck anyone, anytime, without caring who saw or what they thought. I began to fantasize about Debbie being like that. I dreamed of seeing her wearing micro-mini skirts, very low cut tops, no underwear and going out in public.. ", sagte sie genervt und schob ihren Vater mit aller Kraft an, auf das er doch endlich gehen würde."Hey, wenn du willst, dass ich gehe, dann gehe ich eben. Kein Problem.", sagte er und tat so als ob er einfach gehen würde. "Nein!!! Warte!!", rief sie und klammerte sich an ihn. Ihr Vater musste lachen und umarmte sie noch einmal. "War doch nur Spaß. Ich würde doch nie gehen ohne dich nochmal ganz fest zu drücken!", scherzte er und legte seinen Arm um sie. Ein letzter Kuss auf die Stirn ließ. ’ Denise came back into the living room bearing more drinks, and Stan turned on her TV set. The three sat close together on Denise’s small sofa, relaxing, until soon all were asleep, with Anne and Denise resting their heads on Stan’s shoulders. – – – – – – – – – – With The Firm having its annual shutdown period from the twenty first of December through to the start of the new working year on the third of January, all three of the lovers had some free time. Anne couldn’t do much real work during. She generally wears salwar and kameez. Her name (fake name) is Shilpa. It happened so that once I bunked my college to roam around in the nearby mall with friends. We came out of Mc Donalds as I observed my mom in the same mall but with some young guy in late 20s. They were busy chatting and headed towards the central complex of mall, with our even noticing me. I made some excuse to my friends and followed her. Initially they went to some restaurant and had lunch. They were behaving like good.