She had a lot of chances to play around and never did. Now, " Jenny leaned forward and kissed him. "Dad, it's no different than what ... you and I have been doing. We're father and daughter, they're mother and son; the relationship is exactly the same." He frowned and started to say something, but she cut him off. "Not that old double standard stuff, dad? Women have the same desires as men, and you know that you and I have been subconsciously. That night we went to the hotel bar for a drink. Joan went in by herself. She was wearing a soft silk dress that clung to her like a second skin and that was very, very short. I sat at a corner table watching. I had a good view of Joan. Sitting on a barstool gave Joan many chances to flash her scanty underpants. This was a new wrinkle in our game pretending we didnt know each other. A man approached Joan and asked if shed like a drink. She looked at him with coquettish eyes and said yes. He sat. When we went over the current and future work, more staff appeared to be necessary. It would put an extra training burden on me and my two senior people but this wasn't the time to turn down opportunities to grow. I also was mindful of the image that it would project inside the office. Positive things were happening again. Trent was hiring!I had a routine when hiring new designers. I would interview them first to weed out the ones I thought were the weakest or otherwise not suitable. Then I. He pulls my panties down to my ankles. I spread my legs, open my cunt and he looks me in the face. I smile with approval for him to lick my open pussy.He loves to eat my pussy - loves my pussy smell and taste - I love the way his tongue flicks my clit. He makes his tongue stiff and fucks my pussy hole with it. I am warming up nicely.Then I have him stop with the licking and I have him get on top of me. He holds his cock in his hand and pushes half of it's length inside of me. He works the cock.