’ ‘Good riddance.’ ‘What a fucking gentleman you are not Dirk, or should I say Black Dirk?’ Maggie only had to wait two minutes before a cab...arrived bringing people in. She rode out in it, probably being the first guest to leave. Three months later the bank president mentioned to Maggie that one of her former hosting clients, Gerald Hart was about to remarry. Not unexpectedly no wedding invitation arrived for Maggie but early one afternoon she received a phone call from Rose Hart. ‘Yes Rose, I. Since my mother and Heather were still in bed I answered it half way through the first ring."I hear you like golf," the voice at the other end of the line said. It was Mr. Avella, Gina's father."Yes Sir," I said. He asked where I lived and said he would pick me up in an hour.And that is how my friendship with Mr. Avella began. We played that day and every Sunday morning until it got too cold to go out. He was naturally inquisitive, explaining that having a lovely naïve daughter made a father. He soon grew frustrated at the lack of satisfaction this was giving him, and ordered her to lie on her back on a low stool he dragged from the corner of the room. Her head tilted back, so he could force his cock down into her tight throat. As he did this, her gorgeous tits shook with ever thrust. When he was sure he was going to cum, he forced himself to withdraw until the feeling had subsided, giving Carol chance to get her breath back.By now, the first of Sebastian’s men was balls deep in. The fantasy was underway….. ———————————————- Gavin arrived at work already stressed. The long commute from his ex-burb house wearied him. His wife and children were gone and the house was too big but he was too busy to find different accommodations right now. Someday he might find a small efficiency apartment nearer to the downtown office tower. Gavin took the elevator to his office high above the lobby. He made his way past his subordinates’ orderly desks to his own corner office. Someday,.