He looked at his daughter, now standing completely naked in front of him, and smiled. Not much later, Annemieke stood in front of him as well, holding...up her shoes and socks."Have fun," he whispered to them and then turned around and walked away with all his daughters' clothes. He was sure that this wasn't much of a punishment for his daughters, but at the same time, he wondered how many of those teenagers that were punished like this, really thought about it as a punishment. Those four his. Their primary success was in finding recent graduates and other young people who were still living at home with their parents and with no rent or auto expenses.Sarah Mueller was familiar with the history of the company because her great grandfather Otto was one of the original founders. Otto Mueller was not a citizen of the country when he joined in the partnership and he soon returned to his native Hamburg to organize the flow of proper chemical ingredients into the main company warehouses in. You have a wife. We’ll make it work, anyway. We can have an affair, right? I’ll rim your woman here, in fact. She is rather yummy!” Deborah moaned with satisfaction, even as I bent her over an ottoman in the living room.“You want this, don’t you, slut?” I teased Deborah while smacking her cheeks in obvious delight.“Yes ... I want this ... and I am your slut. Your slut ... what was your name, again?” Deborah asked me now.“Neal. My name is Neal. I don’t mind if you want to be hubby’s slut, too.. Somehow, I snapped out of my shaken state and realized I had to do something. I forwarded many of the different pics and videos to myself. To do what? I don’t know, but I needed the evidence. Was I to confront her? Let her mother know?I replaced her phone on the counter and made my way to my study. I sat in my chair staring at my own phone, knowing what was waiting for me in my inbox. As I sat there I also became cognizant of my own state—agitated, angry, confused, and hard as a fucking rock! I.