When Frank rang the doorbell Amanda's mother Marla answered. "She doesn't want to talk to you."Frank and Marla had never gotten along. "Please Marla,"...Frank stuck his foot in the door as Marla attempted to close the door in his face."It's OK Ma," Amanda said as she walked over to the door. She had been upset all afternoon and her mother had been there with her, attempted to comfort her. It wasn't the first time Marla had been there to comfort Amanda after a bad encounter with Frank."Daddy!". My mind shouted NO WAY where my pussy was saying YES OH YES. Still doubting myself I started to take my skirt, top and bra off and sat there..completely naked. I was soaking, my pussy was gushing and my whole body was on fire. I was so turned on I didn’t care who saw me. The voyeurism side of my fantasy had kicked in 1000% and I am now in overdrive. MY right hand was in my pussy fingering my hot love box and my left hand was twisting my nipples. I looked down at myself and god I looked fucking. I knew:- I could be fired- -He could wake up and scream at me Yet, desire was strong so I moved closer to him. I felt the warmth and scent of his body. He was clean, smelled on some soap.Gently I started to lick his hole. What a bliss. He started to moan softly. While I was licking it , deep in his dreams, he moved the way that his hole opened much more. That was the moment that I put my tongue inside. Deep.Silence.I was so scared that I am doomed, but I didn’t stop. I continued to put my. I noted that Rachael was looking at Rigmor with what I can only call lecherous eyes. I'd seen Rachael around the offices on occasion, but I had no idea that she was AC/DC as well. As I said earlier it was a big place and you can't know everyone. Rachael apparently knew who I was though.After some small talk about who and what we all were within the company, and how long we'd worked there, Cecilia got around to the question that I thought she'd really come over to ask."How's Emily getting on.