‘Whatever. I just dropped by to see if you were okay but you’re busy right now with the golden child. I’ll see you later daddy.’ I said pickin... up my new purse from off the counter and headed to the door. ‘Zaire don’t act like that’ my dad said trying to get up out of the chair but my brother stopped him. ‘No pop let her go. If she wants to act like a brat then let her!’ I ignored the comment and kept walking outside I made it down the stairs and started walking back toward the bus stop when. I removed all my clothes except my undies and went on her and started rubbing my full body on her up and down and she was enjoying every part of it and she started hugging me and holding me tightly and she whispered in my ears that pls satisfy all my urges today I am feeling very hot with this massage to which I replied madam you can ask me to do whatever you like as I am your slave for the day and hearing this she started smooching me passionately and our tongue got indulged with each. His hand went for my boob and I grabbed it, stopping him.“What are you doing?” I asked.“Touching you. Why? Too far?”“Uh, no, it's just...they're not like Emma's,” I said. I didn't want him to be disappointed.“I don't care, they're yours so of course I love them,” he said.Reassured now, I smiled and put his hand on my tit. He started to fondle it and then he let out a sigh. “Mmm. Nice. Will you show them to me?”I nodded, slowly.“Let's go to my room,” he said, eagerly.I hardly got the chance to. I sat down at one of the seats around the corporate table after we’d exchanged the inevitable pleasantries and banter. He was a big Arsenal fan, and after their recent demolishing at the hands of Liverpool, I couldn’t help but rub some salt in some quite obvious gaping wounds, as he normally wore one of his Gunners ties to work. On this occasion he had gone with a mustard yellow number, something else I picked up on and gave him some stick for. Being so engrossed in this banter I had.