She wasn’t thinking about the consequences of having so many pictures of her posted on-line. Nor was she thinking about a pattern that he had observ...ed with her fantasies, that when she fulfilled a fantasy, it was replaced by another fantasy that was even more extreme.And this fantasy was pretty extreme. It wasn’t just that she was going to be nude in public for two weeks. She was going to be exposing herself in every way imaginable to 100 photographers, to the artistic community in central. "Let's get me that dressing shall we?" She stood up and walked over to my desk. With everyone out for lunch, nobody could hear or see us. I turned my desk chair around, and unbuttoned my trousers. She came over, and with a provocative move, sat down on her knees. I helped her pulling down my trousers and undies, and let her take control after that. Just as she was ready to grab my cock, the door opened. "What are you doing?" someone said with a shocking. .. yes, that’s good ...’ Ms Brewster murmured.She instructed me to remain where I was, and walked round from behind her desk to stand in front of me. After gazing appreciatively at my out-thrust bust for a few seconds, the company boss reached for the front of my white shirt. Ms Brewster took her time in undoing this, savouring the steadily increasing exposure of my ripe breasts as she slowly worked her way down through the buttons, until my shirt hung completely open at both sides. I gave a. . I'm going to have you properly," I prophesied.Now, once again a few years later (and I still old enough to ber her father) we were sitting close together with my wife upstairs sleeping."Lena", I whispered, "I want to kiss you". "You can't," she said, "your wife is upstairs." She won't wake for an hour or more," I said and moved my hand to her knee. I knew by now that she'd had many men shagging her. I desperately wanted to be added to the list!She looked so lovely, wearing a low cut top,.