Her hands grabbed my shoulders. “My dad taught me how to give a great neck massage. My mother loves them. Would you like one, Becky?”“Sure,” I...said then groaned as her fingers dug into my sore muscles.I closed my eyes and let her work her magic. My body relaxed as she kneaded me. Her fingers dug into my muscles. I found myself smiling. I shifted on the bed, her touch just wonderful. She worked at my sore muscles, digging her thumbs and fingers into the tension.She melted away the strain sitting. Her back is smooth with no signs of hair or marks. Her pussy is pink and hairless. She keeps it clean and shaves it regularly as I see her shaving it from keyhole.But her ass attracts me the most. She has a round and tight ass. I always dreamt of fucking her in her ass as my dick stands as soon as it sees her ass swaying as she walks. She always wear tight top and jeans when going outside and usually prefers top and skirt when at home and now coming back to the story.You have known till now I. ”A few minutes of discussion resulted in my standing up and forcefully saying, “There are only two ways this can end, folks! You seem to be missing that fact. If the boss is successful then, if we’re lucky, I’m the only one who’s dead. If I’m successful, the boss is dead. Either way, some of you and or your families or friends will most likely be dead as well. While I’m thinking about it, there is something else you need to understand. This isn’t a short-term proposition. It’s likely going to. I would love tosend you packing but I can't. You better hope and pray that I get firedover what just happened, because as long as I am the Flight Director,you're not going up. Do you understand me." Brad shook his head inagreement."Now, I am suspending you for two months while you think about yourcareer. I hope you will do what Dwayne did, and find another job so Idon't have to look at you. One more thing before you get out of myoffice, if whoever you are screwing works for me, you tell.