The man who opened the door to me now closed it and retook his seat on the bench.'Who is this little beauty' he asked my grandfather. 'Mariel', he ans...ered, my daughters daughter, 'An old head on young shoulders' he said laughingly, and pointing at me said unabashedly, 'Started growing a nice set of titties, to tease the boys with', to which his friend added, 'God I love young tits to suck on'.Of course I sat there listening to their banter, a little abashed but I knew they were harmless old. Then I deliberately hit my head with my hand to stop thinking and then again I took a puff of the cigarette. This went on for some time and everything was back to normal. I was concentrating on my studies and my grades started to improve.Then again after a week or two, in September while taking an evening stroll, there she was. Coming with the same girl she was at the first meeting, eating chocolate and chatting with that girl. When I saw her I immediately changed my route and went to the shop. He then began to taunt me as well, saying, “Do you like seeing me touch your wife’s tits? Tell me, you cuck?” “I do! I do!” I said back to him. He then raised up her shirt right above each of her tits. His hands consumed each of her tits as he gave each of them several good squeezes. A few minutes later he reached down from behind her and pulled my wife’s tight jeans open. Her white satin panties were quite visible as she stood only a foot or so away from me. I watched closely as his hand. "Describe her?" Candy looked confused."Is she a nice person to work for?"Candy paused. Her mouth opened as if to say something, but it refused. Apparently, Candy was going to lie to me and found that she couldn't. She tried a couple more times, and then said, "B-Barbie can... sometimes be... difficult." Difficult?" Yes."I turned to Barbie, who was now staring at her employee with open hatred. "Barbie, do you really give Candy a difficult time?" I do no such fucking thing!" Barbie spat.I sighed..