She told me of her plans to move the California in a few months which was disappointing to hear but would turn into real disappointment later in time....ime flew by and soon it was closing time. I took the courage to invite her home but she declined and instead invited me to her place. When we got to her place, a small one room apartment with a bathroom, she excused her self into the bathroom. I was so hot at the thought of maybe tasting her milk. When she returned she was in a robe under. Her eyes were closed as she moaned. I stood there almost in a trance; watching my dad having his way with my innocent beautiful sweetheart. He began to shake his head back and forth on her pussy, making her squeal and moan with pleasure. Then I could not believe my ears when I heard she told my dad she wanted to suck his dick…She turned onto her stomach and then slid down the bed and got onto her knees on the floor. I could already see my dad’s massive hard on trying to poke its way out of his. My hard cock was hurting in my pants and I was wondering whether Susan had noticed my erection. I had almost forgotten about this incident over the weekend, when I came back to the office on Monday to find a cane in our umbrella stand. Pulling it out of the stand and carefully weighing it in my hand, I turned to Susan, “Good morning, Ms. Susan. What do we have here?” She looked up from her paperwork and smiling at me mysteriously, “Good morning, Sir. It looks like a cane to me, Sir. I took. Idon't know where I stand. You asked me to treat you like a woman, andI'll try to honour that, but it's very hard when there are so manyquestions I want to ask, but can't. When I was interviewing you, yousuggested I should ask the questions directly to save time. I wish Ihad done so then, but I now suspect you were frustrated with me whenyou made that offer. I would very much appreciate if you could thinkabout explaining your situation to me. I just want to understand. MaybeI could even help.