He also never came out from behind his desk. The desk was different. Steve had already gotten rid of the overbearing crap the old manager had and rep...aced it with less ostentatious, more open and friendly furniture. The art on the wall was different, it was more modern, less clichéd. She wondered if the company paid for the makeover. There was also a computer terminal behind his desk, there was some sort of spread sheet on the screen. Steve’s predecessor couldn’t turn on a computer, much less. No need of thanks, it is my duty towards my lover. Love you so much!My SIL then kissed me on my forehead. I was fully locked in his arms. He moved his right hand towards my ass. He started pressing my ass slowly. I was so excited, but I was resisting too! I knew that deep inside me, I wanted this a lot.I was getting out of control. Rahul then kissed me on my lips. My body wanted him at that moment.Me: Rahul.. no.. please stop this. This is not right. Please rahul leave me..Rahul: Shelly, come. "Did you feel weird when you showed me your dick, too?" she asked bluntly.She remembered. Fuck. I turned towards her. "It was an accident. I'm sorry. It was not intentional," I told her."I know," she said. But don't go yet. "Give me a massage and I'll never mention it again." You promise?" I asked her, She just went to her bed and lay down on her back and pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her bare back exposed and those pointless black shorts over her ass. "15 minutes and you're free,". Actually, we were probably the oldest ones there - each of us looking for a woman in a joint where they just weren’t interested in anything real. They only cared about being pampered with clothes and jewelry, fine dining, getting high at the club, dancing with notorious gangsters who then drove them around the city in their brand-new Escalades.I could identify with their female logic. They wanted super-stardom someday, and they shouldn’t be at fault for that. After all, both males and females.