Courtney turned to look at Rick, who was on the phone. “He’ll be just a few minutes, if you’d like to take a seat. I’ll let him know you’re ...ere.” She said, trying to keep her voice from breaking.“Thank you.” He said, taking a seat at her desk. Courtney shuddered as she felt him staring through her. She began printing out his file for Rick, and did her best to try to ignore him.“You look well, Courtney.” He said quietly, his eyes flickering at her as she looked away nervously. “You didn’t reply. She had one hand on the ledge of the window to support her weight and the other hand down at her crotch. I could tell by the jerking of her shoulders that she was fingering herself. My concentration on our onlooker was broken as my wife took her lips away from my cock and crawled up further on my chair so she could mount me. With one swift thrust she slid my cock into her wet pussy as she let out a long moan. She then started to grind herself on my shaft making wet slapping noises on my hips.. ‘Hosi…please do not be offended, but… may I touch you?’ ‘Of course, David.’ I reached forward, placing my hand on her abdomen. Her skin was silk, but there were hard strong muscles beneath. I reached around her to feel her ass. Her buttocks felt the same—silky smooth but incredibly firm. I doubted that, other than her breasts, she had even an ounce of fat on her. When I returned my hand to her abdomen she took it and moved it to her breast. ‘I have been told that men enjoy touching and feeling. If you want to head up a multi-million-dollar enterprise, go right ahead. I’ll be your court jester,” I said.“The question is, ‘Are you going to be a pig-headed demigod, like your grandfather?’ You won’t have many followers if you try to use his approach,” Lisa said. “Remember, I respected him, but I didn’t like him. He kept Cosimo and me apart. He robbed you of a childhood where you were loved by your father.”“I understand, Mom,” Cadence said. “I’m going to depend on the two of you to help me.