‘Oh god yes!” She cried, “yes, yes, yes.”“I knew it,” Dad said triumphantly, “she’s a slut just like her mother. Hurry up Arthur, l w...nt her.”Arthur ground his pelvis against her as he came, Alice could only groan as more cum filled her. He lowered her back onto the sofa then pulled out, stepping away. Dad wasted no time replacing him. Picking up Alice and driving his cock into her. She was like a limp rag doll as he humped into her, he came in seconds then pulled out.Alice lay exhausted on. She wasn't ready to think about him yet. He wasn't a priority right now.Even as maddening as it was for upscale caterers like Keri, she thrived in the atmosphere. She enjoyed spending outrageous amounts of other people's money on parties and receptions and also being able to rub shoulders with Chicago's elite. She had just turned from her laptop as she finished updating the spreadsheets on the upcoming social events that would keep her busy through the beginning of the New Year. Now it was time. There were never any intension in my mind about her. Quite days past any I received a text from an unknown number on whatsapp, on which I enquired I got an instant reply stating its reema aunty. Days past well for more then a week I used to share some good morning pics wit her later one day I meet her at a nearby shop. It was day, the scene that took place completely changed my view of seeing about her. As she entered the shop she was wearing a beautiful green saree with a matching blouse, on. Her name is Ramya. I really felt jealous towards my boss. What a lady she is! Her long hair and big blue eyes were devastating. She was a bit distant, but I went to her started conversation. She became a good friend of mine after some time and she started to open up after a couple of drinks. My boss is in a deep conversation with our Director. By the end of the night she had agreed to go out with me on the following weekend when my boss will be away in Bangalore.The next Saturday I picked about.