"Um, no. I have something a little more ... interesting in mind," she answered, quickly glancing away from the camera."Oh, ok," I replied curiously. "...hat are you..." Hang on," she interrupted. "I'm going to put the laptop in the kitchen. I'm going to put you on mute too, kay?" Yeah, sure."The screen flickered wildly as she walked down the hallway with her laptop. Pictures, wall, floor, then kitchen floor tile all danced across my screen. Finally I saw her shirt as she set her computer on the. We worked late almost every night and just barely met our deadlines.Katherine called me on Friday to confirm our scheduled meeting at her house for Sunday and suggested that I spend Saturday night there. I told her I was just too tired and Saturday was going to be very stressful.Stressful would have been a walk in the park compared to the way Saturday turned out. It quickly became a nightmare of mis-marked cartons, incorrect shipments and the failure of one of our main computer streams, which. The bench seems to be like something different. It was covered with a large sort of tub underneath. At first, I was not able to guess the purpose, but it was soon revealed.She was heating something in a vessel that I was not able to discover. After some time, she took some part of it in a wooden knife and applied it on my butts. It was a little warm, and I realized that some sugar paste was mixed with other stuff.Oh god, she was waxing my butts. I asked why this is being done which she replied. He placed his hands on my hips and leaned down and started breathing on my neck. I could feel I started getting wet as Frans gave me another compliment by saying you look lovely in the jeans you wearing today. I turned around and said thank you as we made eye contact. He then said you so sexy and have a lovely personality. I again said thank you and he lean towards me. His lips met mine and my mouth opened as we started to kiss. We kissed each other aggressively and then he lift up and removed.