The bustiers he’d designed drove her breasts high giving her a tall commanding presence. Even in the soft pastel colours. The combination of that so...t of raw female power and the soft feminine colours made his manhood throb and reach out for her. Secretly, he rubbed the aching bulge in his jeans, wishing he could have his way with her right there on the floor of his office. But Greg was there. And there was work to do. Joyous, wonderful, creative work. He and Sasha and Greg alone were changing. In fact, many families do that so that their children grow up with an appreciation of fine wines. Go ahead and taste the wine. I am sure you will find it quite nice." And quite fatiguing, she added in her mind."Thank you, Ms. Thompson, but I don't drink. Not at home and not here."*Damn*. "Come now, Kenneth, we both know that is not true." she chided gently. "At least three of the entries in your file document your underage abuse of alcohol. One of the things we may accomplish here is you. I have been very blessed to have the Pastor’s daughter as my girl friend.’ He said. ‘I would be more if you wanted.’ I told him softly. ‘Ja?’ He was surprised, then asked, ‘My wife?’ ‘Ja. If you wanted. My family is gone. I have no one else to protect me.’ I said. ‘Don’t you worry. No one will harm you as long as I live.’ He reassured me. ‘I know that I am safe with you Dreng. I will always be safe with you.’ I reached up and touched his cheek. He took my hand and kissed it gently. We lay. I stalked into my bedroom and slammed the door. I was angry. Damn, but I was mad. I had just bought that screen a month ago. And there was no telling what her frantic fingers had done to my files. Yet, I couldn't get the image of her sitting there fingering her pussy out of my head. I could feel my dick throb as I saw her in my mind. Sharon was just as hot looking as her mom was. And it was Theresa's hot body that caused our divorce. Well, her hot body and insatiable sex appetite.When she felt.