Stan fingered his phone nervously, wondering if his security chief would believe or terminate him. The latter appeared far more likely. “Get out o... here, and don’t come back,” Stan snarled in the most vicious voice he could muster, and watched her slide through the wire mesh that was pried open and disappear. He then dialed the local law enforcement agency. Endless questions and intimidating glares after the police arrived, Stan was finally released. He emerged exhausted into the bright. I did it just because I thought she would be fun. Since I was putting her on the company expenses account, sort of, it cost me nothing to let her ride along. If she proved to be a bother, I could always push her out in the cold. Well maybe not, but I could ignore her easily enough.We stopped at one of those pancake house restaurants for breakfast. All the chrome and glass places were wearing me down. Hometown restaurants might suffer from my absence, even when I got home. There was less. "That feels so good!"The cute youngster just loved to be fucked by her big brother. She squealed with delight at the feel of his prick fucking smoothly between her sensitive cuntal tissues. Wrapping her arms more tightly around his back, she squirmed her crotch up against him, squeezing his luscious prick with her little hotly sucking cunt."Oh, fuck, honey, fuck!" she whimpered, wrapping her soft thighs around his waist.He fucked his rigid prick deeper and deeper into her eager pussy, and hot. A few lights were on.“Grandma!” I yelled, trying to make myself heard overthe loud music. The current selection was “Strange Kindof Woman” by Deep Purple. I closed the door behind mand walked through the foyer toward the living room,where the music seemed to be originating. Though I wasready to be attacked by thugs, I wondered if Grandmahad planned this as a welcome greeting to me. Shealways came up with unique and interesting diversionsand novel gifts for birthdays.I.