Hunter coached my personal development. I've applied for law school. Mr. Hunter says he's creating the next generation of employees for the company."E...ther 'night classes' and 'personal development' were sexual euphemisms, or good old Hunter was a died in the wool good guy, helping his direct reports succeed in life and in business. Wow! My respect for the old guy went up 1000%.We got out on the executive suite floor. I followed her to the left. We passed a few scattered private secretarial. After she went through the chamber one last time she began to follow the hauling team looking for anything they missed. Today was the hardest day for Sarah. The constant nagging feeling that something pivotal was missed. That the breakthrough piece of knowledge got overlooked. Earlier in her career her Sarah would have been a major stickler for going over everything on the last day 3 times over. Over her time though her trust of her team out grew that need. She knew she had a top notch team.. Then I touched her lips and suddenly she opened her mouth and bit my finger. Though it pained, I’m happy that I touched her tongue. I took out my hand and licked my fingers. She blushed. Then slowly I started moving my hands into the blanket. As I was sleeping near her head, it’s easy for me to put my hand inside her top. For the first time I’m going to touch her bare boobs. Suddenly she started resisting and pinching my hand. It pained a lot but I didn’t give up. I forcefully inserted my hand. ‘I’m all yukky. I have to get cleaned up.’ Bill watched her walk toward the bathroom. Cindy, a pretty blonde, had a nice figure and an ass that was one of the best Bill had seen. And she had nice breasts, too, firm and proud. It wasn’t long before the young woman returned and walked across the bedroom, looking every bit as good walking toward him as she had walking away. Her body was rounded in all the right places and her breasts danced delightfully as she walked toward the bed. Her nipples.