I told her how it worked and she got started. She wet her beautiful body from head to toe. She let the water run off her breasts, down over her firm s...omach and it dripped from her blonde pubes. She was looking around to see if she was being watched. I walked over and assured her that there were men out there and where they were. Her face and chest had a crimson glow to them. While she washed her hair she turned around in the shower so that all the men could get a good view of her womanly. I've asked him to stop calling me that since they might suspect something, but he had told me he wanted all these young men to know that he had the game to be fucking a college girl. One guy was even ballsy enough to ask if he had the hots for me and he just replied, "Well, of course, she's my girlfriend."Many women seemed to be turned off by this, but all the men were in awe. Daddy and I knew they lusted after me and we didn't mind. It made things even more fun.I was sitting at his laptop in. He imagined taking the lady in black from behind whilst she pleasured his own wife with her tongue and fingers. He had imagined her being used by everyone in the office, whether junior or senior and imagined her being given to new prospective customers to secure work. He had fantasised that she was a porn model and allowed herself to be double penetrated by overly well endowed men of afro Caribbean origin.And so much more besides.He even had admitted that he fantasised about using her whilst he. Becky said this caught her by surprise because I had very little interaction with Ashley. Needless to say this made my dick start to rise. I had noticed that in the last couple of years Ashley had started to blossom. She was about 5'7" with long brown hair, nice "c" tits, and long athletic legs. She was always flirting with me by giving me hugs and sitting on my lap. Becky must have noticed me drifting to thoughts of Ashley and the growing bulge in my pants because she said, "You wouldn't fuck.