We weren’t blood-relatives, but it was still an unusual situation. I’d known her since she was in elementary school. Our family thought it was cu...te that she had a crush on me growing up, but an actual relationship would have been scandalous.But the guilt faded quickly. It was replaced with desire. The taboo element to our secret encounters made them more thrilling. I was becoming obsessed.I had tossed and turned the night before. After Cara left my room I couldn’t stop thinking about her. . I was 17 and about six months older than Steph. Neither of us were what you could call sexually experienced, in fact Steph was still a virgin when I met her. I had had a few sexual experiences but was by no means an accomplished performer. We were on a date one night in town when after a few drinks we found a dark spot down an alley. We spent a while kissing and feeling each other up in that clumsy teenage way and I gradually worked my hands over her body caressing her small tits and arse and. You'll have theirattention by the way you act, not how buttoned up you are."I complied and followed Mike into the conference room. There was awhite board on one wall, and a large table seated ten people. Sellingon the phone is a young-man's game, and each salesman looked 25 oryounger. I could practically taste the testosterone that raged in aroom filled with aggressive self-confident young men.Mike spoke, "You may notice that the sales meeting is a little smallerthan usual. That's because. "What subject?" asked Joanne. Paul looked at her and smelt dangerlooming."Science," he replied."Oh, biology I presume," she added. Paul was feeling uncomfortable, itappeared she was the one who had been heard outside his room and she hadindeed heard too much. Kelly had also got the hint.Joanne said no more until after dinner. Then she decided to put the catamongst the pigeons."How was your love making?" she asked, making sure Laura and Alex werewithin earshot."What are you talking about?" asked.