” Beca looked at her and grinned.“You know what I miss?” she said. “I miss you coming in dressed to kill on Mondays and sitting across where I... could just watch you all through lunch while guy after guy came to hit on you.”“I’ll do it if you come to hit on me, too. Then I won’t have to actually pick one of them for a date next week.”“Only if you do the whole week’s routine with the tight jeans and Friday yoga pants.”We finally broke up our Saturday meeting promising to give the project a rest. Then I dropped an ice cube into her glass when she started to cough. She ended up sitting up in her bed coughing into her closed fist.“Here Kelly” I said as I passed her the glass of cooling water.“Thanks for the ice cube Daddy. Are you just getting home?” she asked through a stuffed up nose and sleepy eyes.“No sweety I've been home for about an hour now. It's 3:35”“Daddy could you reapply my vapor rub? I don't know if it's still working or not.”“Of course, where is it” She hands me a small. It had all begun the first time she greeted him at the door. She didn’t see anything amiss being dressed in heels and sheer lingerie, and was baffled by his reaction. She’d tried a different approach the next time, wearing one of his dress shirts instead (unbuttoned with nothing underneath, she’d felt overdressed as it was), with the same result. His first discussion on the topic of “discretion” was so alien to her that she’d wondered if she’d done something deserving of punishment. . I drove her to my apartment. Soon after we entered the door, Maria Elena was in my arms. We made drinks and carried them to the sofa, but then neglected them until much later.I kissed her a few times, and she pressed herself against me, arching her back to push her breasts into my chest. I dimmed the lights and pulled her to me again, kissing her deeply. I cupped a breast in my hand, squeezing it firmly but not too hard. Maria Elena pressed her breast into my hand and answered my tongue with.