How sweet, she thought, to find a man who can blush these days. Plainly to cover his confusion, he raised one eyebrow quizzically. She laughed musical...ly and placed her right hand on his thigh."Would I dress like this if I didn't enjoy having men look at me? I LIKE the reaction. Especially of a nice YOUNG man." She smiled and leaned her face in her left hand, resting that elbow on the back of the couch. She gazed steadily into his eyes as she continued speaking. "And you do enjoy looking at my. “That is what you ultimately want, is it not?”“It is no secret my father and I are not on term when it comes to financials,” Bridget admits. “But just how do you propose to do this?”“We will side with you in saying that you, for years, have been raped and coerced by your father,” Mio begins. “We can pay young girls to say they were made to participate in this as well.”“And I can fabricate evidence that the fire at the lab, plus the newest murder of that young woman was your father’s doing,”. And you really need it." He reaches for some oil in his nightstand drawer and squirts it on his hands. "You're serious Chase?" Roll over Ma'am." She removes her shirt and rolls onto her stomach. He spreads his warm hands over her back. Pressing, rubbing, kneading her aching muscles. She moans, "That feels good honey." He moves down to her calves, then her feet, her ankles. He rolls her on her back and slides his hand over her chest. Chase, seeing how irritated her skin is, gently rubs the red. He pulled me up, until we were both on our feet, still kissing.He pulled away from me, leaving me panting, my naked breasts heaving. His cock stood proud in front of him. He pulled off his jacket and tossed it aside, then his tie and shirt, the cufflinks dropped carelessly on the floor. I wanted to kiss his muscular chest, but he nodded over my left shoulder, indicating that I was to go into the next room. It was a large bedroom, with a beautiful four-poster bed in the middle. He grabbed me by.