Ahuja, one of the rich and influential clients of his firm. The seminar was a pretty boring and mundane one which was over in the first 3 days of his ...stay. And then he intended to utilize the next day to meet Mrs. Ahuja, and then leave back for his city on the day next. So he called up Mrs. Ahuja and setup an appointment with her for the following day. Mrs. Ahuja was a rich and influential lady in her late thirties. Already married twice, she had employed Gautam’s firm to represent her side for. Perhaps something Italian, all sultry sensuality, with sleek lines and sharp suits. Something with the silky smoothness of a cappuccino, the tangy vitality of a Limoncello, and the gluttonous hedonism of a visit to the gelateria." How about this one, Madame? I believe he might meet your requirements this evening". "Yes, Rogers, I do believe you might be right. That is just what Madame requires. Have him delivered to my boudoir after dinner, would you?" Yes, I think that would do very nicely. Oh he came to the doorway diary. He was interested. But he frowned and walked away. I watched him walk to the kitchen to eat.It’s still hot here in Texas. Fall hasn’t hit us yet. So I dressed in little shorts and remained topless while I went into the kitchen and fixed cereal.Daddy finally cracked.“Why don’t you put something on!” He said.“Because it’s hot!” I said.“Do you know what the sight of you walking around like that is doing to me?” He asked.“I think I have a pretty good idea. So why. I sat up obediently as he silently motioned toward his bulging boxers. I pulled his cock out and began to stroke silently. James ran his fingers through my hair. ‘Suck it my little slut.’ I obediently pushed his cock into my mouth, sliding down slowly. Damn I loved sucking him. It was one of the things I missed while I was mad at him. I wasn’t sure why, but there was something about having him in my mouth that was just so… My thought process soon came to a screeching halt as I felt a jerk in.