He was the classic corporate hatchet man. ‘Bill, Des Moines is a mess, go out there, get the lay of the land and clean house.’ Or, ‘Bill, this b...siness unit is unprofitable, go out to San Diego, see if it can be fixed and if not, close it down and terminate the employees.’ Or worse, ‘Bill, everyone loves the guy out in Cleveland but he’s not meeting his objectives, go fire him and take over in the interim.’ He had a somewhat nebulous title: Vice President of Corporate Restructuring. His. "Is thinking about my panties doing that to you?" she asked again gesturing toward my cock. "Yes, I guess so." I said as I absentmindedly began to reach for my dick. "Don't you EVEN think about touching yourself!" she commanded. Quickly I retracted my hand and returned it to my side. "So what have you gotten to see, when you spy on me?" "I've seen your titties a couple of times, and your pubes one time." I lied in response, heavily understating the truth. "Did you make yourself, you know, cum?". After that I went to gallery I was dumb struck to see that Yes !!! the nude pic of her with some other guy !!I was furious and angry towards her and I went to kitchen where she was doing coffee and I asked her what’s this ? showing her smartphone .She gave a wry smile and told me he’s my affair . I was never expected such words from her.She told me in a calm way “ Look, pratham you loved me truly but never made love to me . we were in relationship from past 2 years , I called you 30 or 40 times. What Martin did not realize, was that Alf was gradually priming Susie for his ultimate goal of fucking mother, and daughter. Martin did, however, began to feel like the odd man out, and almost began regretting the arrival of the two women in their life.Martin was starting to think that any sexual activity with Alf was a pipedream, and it looked like Alf was only fixated on establishing his personal harem with Susie and Adele.After a month or so after, after Adele, Alf, and Martin had headed off.