“A headhunter contacted me about a job in Europe. CEO of a private, family owned conglomerate. I told them they’d have to relocate me and my wife.... They didn’t bat an eye.”“Ooohhh daddy,” he moaned, bouncing up and down on my cock, my prior loads dripping out of his hungry gash.“We’ll need to get married. They won’t know you’re my son, so we can entertain, like I want to. Have parties. They know you’re a guy, but I explained we have a very traditional relationship - and they were accepting.. Teri is the legal compliance officer of a major bank that has its corporate office in the same building as my office. She is a bit of a workaholic, like myself, so we kept similar hours and I ran into her many times after our initial meeting. As I said, she was always extremely nice and pleasant so we always made small talk in the lobby or on the elevator. So as when we bumped into each other at the security desk on our way out last Friday night, I thought I would joke and flirt a little. I had. Slid my hand behind her arm & pulled her close, she moved close voluntarily placing her hands over mine, kissed her forehead, her nose, her ear, the corner of her lips & she held my chin & kissed me full on my lips & as we played with our tounges, biting the lips, kissing..I put my hand on her tummy pressed it & dragged it down to her hem line, lifted the top slightly for my hand to get in, touched her soft skin, drew circles on her navel, placed my hand on her love handles & pinched them & in. I guess it was in the way I looked at it. As someone who lived on thestreets, I had let my hair grow long, as opposed to when I was a kid,when my parents made us keep it short. The problem now was a bushymustache. I wondered what I would look like with my mustache gone. Idecided that I would do something about it in the morning. I had a TVin my room, and relaxed that evening, happy in the clothes I was in.For the first time in years, I really felt that I was myself. I made alist of things.