I started by strategically positioning my desk where he had a full panty shot any time he looked out his office door. He initially tried to be coy and...look away, but the more he resisted, the more openly I flashed him. His mouth was watering with every glimpse of my thighs in less than a week. Next I employed the "accidental" contact approach... slowly rubbing my tight little ass against his crotch in the elevator, brushing my breasts against his arm when I reached across his desk, and, of. I can’t produce sperms. But you can…”“I will file a police complaint against you,” I threatened them. John showed me the recording from last night. He said, if I went to the police, he would make the recording viral. Sara kissed me and said, “Darling, enjoy this romance. Why get into trouble? Now I think I will fuck you for more than pregnancy.”Finally, I got convinced that it was better for me to keep sleeping with Sara than to go to the police. John asked me to fuck Sara if I was happy. I had. “Is it nicer than mine, you never look at mine like that.” I decided the truth was best “Yes I do, I just try not to let you see me looking..and besides, you never wear stuff like that in front of me,” talking about the boy shorts. To my amazement she stood up and start pulling down her pants, she had nothing but a tight g-string thong underneath. “What about now?” she asked, as she turned around, stuck her ass out and began wiggling it like a stripper. I couldn’t help myself, I reached out. He really was pretty. Most particularly, his full, red lips just cried out for a kiss. And I realized that this was the first time I had felt the urge to kiss a man who was standing right in front of me.“Hello,” I responded, not sure what was up.“Did you like watching us?” he asked, a big grin on his face.My face must have turned beet-red. I sure felt like I was blushing at any rate.“I … I did. I’m sorry. Curiosity got the better of me, I guess,” I responded quietly, my voice quivering a little.