Didn’t demand it.The woman in her loved that honest attention. Men looked at her in the grocery store all the time. She was aware of that. She knew ...what they were thinking, as they stared at her breasts instead of her face. They weren’t honest about it, though. They made polite conversation, as if they weren’t thinking about her breasts. It was one of the reasons she didn’t trust men.Her conscious mind made a decision, there in the dark. She’d give Bobby a chance ... let him see her again.. It was a puzzle what was being done with them and Bren wanted me to find out what was going on.He'd set me up with a phony ID as a representative from a conglomerate overseas that was thinking of acquiring the company and wanted to see what made it tick. That'd give me a chance to snoop around and a reason for doing so. I could walk in anywhere, even the restricted areas like accounting and the pharm labs.I'd brought a change of clothes in my tote bag and changed in Bren's private washroom. My. .. and, it didn't matter WHAT I said! He was so steadfast with uncompromising intent, and pressured me for sex with an inescapable bottom line that inevitably ended with him fucking me like a girl! His demanding, domineering, incessant forward pressure was absolutely overbearing! His desires were unyielding, his will was immanent... his pressure was just so totally overwhelming, that I was shaken and completely flustered!He stood in front of me, and since I was sitting at the edge of the bed,. We didn’t speak and let our eyes did all the talking. My mind was in a euphoric state as I thought about all that had transpired. I also had a strong feeling that I would be seeing a great deal of Sean, going forward.A while later I invited Sean to lie across the sofa and to place his feet up over the armrest. He gave me a horny smile and complied. I moved toward him and knelt where his feet were hanging over the side. First taking hold of his right foot I began to lick the sole of this foot..