"Like Mother Like Daughter " I say as I select a long thin flexible cane from my golf bag in the corner of the office."Bend over Sophia" But Mr Chapma...n I have done nothing wrong" "Yet here we are." I move forward forcefully grab her arm twist it behind her back and bend her over my desk. I grab the cuffs from my desk and lock her wrists. I use some 2" duct tape to put over her mouth. Her long black hair I bind in a ponytail looping the tape around then pull her head back and loop it around her. An antique thing but useful for email. An old advert rang in her mind, "Inprivate browsing". It showed a man buying gifts for his wife, it had been a joke amongst her friends, but at the time had been an, "Oh so that's what they mean," moment for her.Now how did it all work? Time moved on and she learned, slowly at first then with increasing speed she began to secretly browse the internet. Whenever her husband was out or asleep she looked into the world of online swingers and her eyes were. Mine is something like “wow you are a sight for sore eyes” We manage to sit down – somehow too close to each other and touching arms and noticing our feet are touching and then noticing our calves are touching. You’re wearing something low cut, wow, your body just oozing sexuality. Small talk “how are your daughters? An*** still painting? Ar***** still into science? When is she going to come to Emory to work with me? So you were out swing dancing.” That goes on for a few minutes. I dove into her cleavage and began kissing her all over, I did this as I worked at the clasp of her bra. When I finally got it her bra fell off her tits and I went in and kissed and sucked on them paying much attention to her nipples. She coo’ed in pleasure, which encouraged me to continue. I worked my way further down her body past her tits across her flat belly and to her waist at the start of her skintight black pants. I tugged on then a little so I could keep my line of moving kisses.