We had no idea this was possible, Sir," finished the scientist."Unbelievable. Don't you people do any research into what you're doing? If it were up t...o me..." he was interrupted by Richard."That will do, Captain!" Richard said sharply. "Recriminations are useless at this point. We need to formulate a plan of action. We do not need to place blame on who did what. I already know what happened," Richard said with finality.Everyone stared at the Emperor. Richard looked back with feigned. He made a counter offer. His apartment suited him to a T, so he suggested that he be my first tenant after the remodel.Howard recommended a construction company which put in a bid I accepted. It was high, but I felt I would get what I wanted. This would cover state of the art plumbing, heating, ventilation, soundproofing, panic rooms and surveillance.Yes, surveillance. The elevator and other public areas are covered for safety. All the private rooms have cameras which can be turned on and off. I was 34c/30/36 back then. The incident which I’m going to tell about happened way back in 2014/15.I was 30 by then and loyal to my husband. We had a good sex life, and I was happy with our relationship. We had a new neighbor in our apartment. He was a good-looking man with a well-built body. He was 28 years old and working in some private concern.It all went well for a few weeks. Whenever we met in the lift, he used to greet me and try to initiate some talks. In one such talk, he casually said. All of the doors were unlocked and open, but no one was there with me - I was finally alone. I walked back to the bedroom and took another look in the mirror, allowing my hands to explore all of these new modifications. It was uncanny how perfect everything looked, from the amazing tits that I had in my hands down to the realistic appearing pussy that I felt through my thong. I had the urge to pee and went to the bathroom, remembering that I had to sit just to pee now, which was humiliating in.