All she could think about was that dream and how her father’s cock was poking her ass and pussy at the restaurant.And before she knew it, Aisha was ...ubbing her pussy, thinking about all this. She started rubbing her pussy hard as she got aroused again, and she came. Aisha had cum to the thoughts of her father’s cock.What had gotten into her? Was it the job that made her like that? Or it was always there within her? Whatever it was, Aisha finally fell asleep.The next morning everyone had. Molly turned and walked away, her rebuff seemingly breaking Mr Harrison’s heart. He thought about going after her but he thought better of it and returned into the staff room, the door slamming shut behind him.She made her way back towards the main corridor, ready to give up her search. Schoolchildren continued about their business, filling the corridors with noise and laughter, but obstructing her view and ending her faint hope of bumping into her beautiful teacher.She turned in exasperation.. Throwing a dressing gown around her, she walks into the kitchen. Why her head felt like it had been hit with a hammer was no mystery, counting the empty bottles of wine on the table it was obvious. The rattling of the pots and pans by Bridget made her eyes blink in time with every metallic bang."Oh good you are up I've made breakfast" Bridget says with a smile"You're up early hun it's not even seven yet" Bern replies as she swallows down two headache tablets"I've been up for a while. I can't. ”“You’re pitiful.”“Says the unemployed secretary. See if your ménage can help you now. See if your daughter’s lover can save you. You don’t even count.”“You’re wrong, you know. My ego isn’t wrapped up in my role as a secretary. To me, that was just a job and now that you’ve shown why I lost it, it doesn’t even count. It’s actually kind of funny that you got pleasure from such a stupid act.”“It wasn’t stupid. I won!”“You know, you were much prettier before you got so ugly.”“And then?”“I walked.