The company was good but the people weren’t good.They didn’t have the decency to talk with girls. All the time I was listening ‘madarchod, behen...hod, chutiyapa’ and other gaalis from men including my manager. Those type of atmosphere really hates me to do friendship with any of the guys in the office.After 18 months I changed my process and it changed my fate in my personal life as well as in my sex life. I moved to a new process and my working hours were 2 pm to 10 pm. I was introduced to team. The sun room ran along the complete eastern end of the side of the large house, catching the morning sun, with views down to the river across extensive lawns, weeping willow trees and what was possibly once a shrubbery. Now the shrubbery appeared to be dotted with leeks, the last of the winter’s Brussels sprouts and several rows of winter cabbages, with threaded sticks marking off areas fresh dug for planting up as soon as the weather turned warmer, or at least frost-free, probably in a month. I thought that she also gone asleep. I slowly care her big boobs. She did not say anything. I got courage and reach my hand to her old pussy. It was completely dry. When I slowly started fingering her pussy she took my hand and throws it to my chest. I pretended that I am doing it with my wife. I said her name and request her to allow to fuck her. She did not say anything rather she went to sleep with other sisters. That day I could not do anything I live in Japan. I always take whisky. One. “Wow, indeed, my dear – get Jennifer to give you an application so we can have your particulars on file. Do you have a smart phone?”“Yes, I have an IPhone and a one generation old MacBook Air?”“So, you’re a fan of Apple Products, good girl – Pick whichever desk you want, anyone but mine and Jennifer’s. Oh, you may be expected, from time to time to cover the front desk.”“No problem, Boss.”“Call me Rich or Richard, but please not boss? Oh, anyone else in your real estate classes, who might be.