I cleaned us both with tissues, dad pulled the covers over me and kissed me softly on my lips.‘Goodnight Alice darling’ I woke up as dad once agai... kissed my lips, that is the second time in my life he had done that, but they were not sexy or romantic kisses, they were from a caring father sort of kiss’‘Wake up little one, coffee by your bedside, I am off to work’I drank my hot drink thinking about yesterday, I fucked my bosses secretary, dad had fucked me as my mum, then he fucked me as his. Jolene took Astrid by the hand, and the shop assistant stepped out of her fallen skirt and, without any resistance, followed mutely as she was bidden. The changing cubicle contained only one piece of furniture, a small bench with a padded seat, about three feet in length, on which customers could sit whilst taking their shoes on and off. It was normally placed neatly against the side wall, but Jolene hooked a foot around its nearest leg, and dragged it out into the middle of the cubicle. . .. As for me, the haughty teen, high on her horse, immediately intrigues me. To put it plainly: I feel it in my loins, that my mind longs to see that rich brat as nude as Susanne is.Susanne listens silently to the talk between me and the teen, when we sit down all three at her private premises.She seems as curious as me about life of rich girls. Are they better of, also in terms of intimate independance?The teen introduces herself as 'Amber Ambrosia'... "Just call me Ammy, as all my friends. It struck me that she’d only have to snap her fingers and the MP would be straight up to the bedroom. Jen was sitting next to me at dinner. Her leg touched mine a couple of times. The second time, during coffee, I turned to look at her and saw she was wearing a rather nice smile. ‘Don’t look so surprised.’ ‘Well, to be honest, you’ve never really shown any interest.’ I was smiling too though. Jenny was a very attractive woman and whilst I normally saw her in her PA uniform of dark suit and.