Adam’s half-whispered monologue drew me back. “What about another inch? How does that make you feel?” “Uncomfortable. Curious. A little excite.... You showing me off now?” He smiled. “Would you like that?” I weighed up either side. “I guess. Up to a point.” He indicated my clothes. “So this is you being conservative is it?” Silence answered on my behalf. Adam let the question hang a few moments longer as the train banked. “Thought so. You like to tease don’t you? You like the power play.” It was. After a few minutes of effort, I told her I couldn’t. Another pause and dimly, I could feel the mood change in the room, but I was too comfortable to be concerned. “That looks uncomfortable.” My erection must have been obvious. “You should make yourself comfortable.” I wanted to reach down, unbutton my pants, and pull out my cock. It was pressing so painfully against my jeans, but I felt tired and relaxed. My arms felt so heavy that I couldn’t bring myself to move. Instead, I sunk deeper into. You take a careful look around ensuring that the entrance to your safe house remains a secret and with a few quick steps you merge into the crowd.“It’s good to be alive...” you think to yourself as your eyes follow a pair of young women, no doubt on their way home from the markets.You quickly realise that it has been a while, since you have had a chance to chase after a skirt or two and even longer since you have had some luck of finding firsthand what hides under such very attractive garment.. At ten o’clock, my desk phone rang and it was the front office. Our receptionist told me my first appointment was here. I asked for them to be sent up. Five minutes later, my office door opened and a young girl walked in she couldn’t have been any more than twenty one years old. She was attractive, in a professional way, had a black skit on with a white blouse. Hair pulled back and dark glasses. “Good morning Andrew, I am Mia and am here for the job interview.” I didn’t know what to ask her. I.