"Liar!" my mind tells me.I was trying not to think about him. I was trying to ignore the image of my dad's hand reaching through the rose petals all t...he way between my legs. I was losing the fight against imagining his powerful hands on my breast and in my pussy instead of mine."Oh, God," I whisper.I sunk my teeth into my lower lip so hard it split. I can feel the salty taste on my tongue while shudders go through my body at longer and longer intervals. I have my fingers pressed on my clit, and. "Damn. You know, she's a really fine lookin' woman."My mother added from the kitchen doorway, "Y' oughtta see her sister Evelyn. Now, she's just beautiful."Tony cocked an eyebrow. "Well, this one here would do. Who's that with her?" That's her girlfriend Ronnie. Lives downstairs in her building." This Ronnie ain't bad, neither." He smiled at me. "You was runnin' around New York with these two pretty gals?" He handed the picture back to me."Yeah, more or less."He spread his napkin across his. She only knew she didn't want him to stop. Today he had said nothing about how Brenda should dress. Sometimes, he instructed her to wear specific clothes and lingerie, but not today. Brenda was dressed like a suburban soccer mom: white short sleeve button down blouse and a light blue skirt. The skirt was snug but not too tight, above the knee but not too short. Three inch heeled wedge sandals finished off her outfit for this warm spring day. The sandals had slim ankle straps and could either. In the time that Sean had been employed there, Cyndi had come to respect his abilities as Sean had her experience. As Cyndi was nearly twenty years older than Sean, he sometimes referred to her as ‘Mom’. Initially Cyndi was bothered by the obvious reference to her age, but soon learned that Sean was quite a tease and took great pleasure in joking and kidding with everyone in the office. She quickly got over the ‘Mom’ jokes when she learned that Sean was not only a tease but a real schmoozer as.