"I'm twenty one years old, a trainee accountant from Maidenhead in England. My measurements are 34, 23, 35. I'm 5 feet six inches tall and weigh 113 p...unds. In my new life I could be your very personal assistant, because you see, as well as having a head for figures I know how to make use of my own." She reached behind her, obviously unzipping her dress. She shrugged off the shoulder straps and let the dress fall to the floor. "Wouldn't this make going over the month-end numbers more. She fought, but not to get away, only to seize control of our sexual activity. I refused to yield to her. The emotional pleasures were obviously not there for either of us. In spite of their absence, it was still satisfying to me on several other levels. It wasn't just good for me either, Joyce responded physically with much more than even her usual high level of orgasmic energy, several times pressing herself rigidly against me and gripping my cock tightly in her vaginal sheath as she came. I had some feelings for her. I knew this was wrong but don’t know why kept staring at her eyes. She did the same for a minute and then her husband called. She just smiled and left.The next morning I woke up at 6 as the festival was just 1 week always and a lot of work to be completed. I had breakfast with family and went out with Rajesh. There was this famous orchestra group. Rajesh wanted them to come and play. They were living in a nearby city which was some 4 hours away.Me, Rajesh and few. ‘So where is the office?’ I called out. ‘Ummm out of here and it the second door on your right.’ With that info I took off to the office. I was so intent of fixing her shit and getting the fuck out of here, I didn’t hear the water stop nor did I hear her walk up behind me. ‘How’s it coming?’ She scared the hell out of me. ‘I’m so sorry I didn’t me to frighten you’ said with extreme compassion after witnessing me damn near jump out of my skin. ‘It’s cool’ I exclaimed. ‘I thought I was by myself.