Hubby was the president and Helén was the secretary. And I do mean a real secretary in every way. He taught her a lot about administration and busin...ss...as well as a few things about lovemaking. Eventually, he hired her to work part-time with his company, both for her business and sexual skills.Two of my fondest memories of those years regard her. The first one was when she asked me if she could be part of a three-way with hubby and I. (We were not married back them, but living together, but. “You want to shove your thick cock inside of me?” She blinked and leaned forward to claim his mouth. She bit his lip and pulled. He growled again and bucked his hips more aggressively. His patience was wearing thin. Her mouth formed a perfect circle. “Oh no Daddy… I say when.” She smiled and looked at him from beneath her lashes, her eyes glinting with mischief. She leaned back and grabbed his cock. She stroked it gently, aggravatingly slow and she knew it, from top to bottom. She cupped his. .. so I am in shape to say the least, I have dirty blonde hair, that is about to my ears. My sister Alley is 15 years old, she is about 5 '5 and athletic as well, she is a volleyball and softball player, and she is a cheerleader, she has blonde, thick, straight hair with the biggest blue eyes you have seen, and her eyeliner emphasis it. My mom's name is Carroll, she's the soccer mom, or at least that's what she thinks, she works every day from 9 am to 6 pm Monday-Saturday. My Father, Jim, he is. Both she and her husband knew their marriage existed under the word 'toleration', a phrase that was the keystone for multiculturalism. It was a loveless marriage and had been so for decades. However, she was feeling rather annoyed at her husband's policy of 'chatting up' the women at the shopping complex they frequented. He had replied that he knew the women and would talk to them. "You can chat up the men for all I care", he spat back. "I'm sure you would find them interested". It was the.