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I left Tim's office, cleaned out my desk, and then swung by her office on my way out, reminding myself as I walked there, how she had ended up pregnant with my baby. Several months earlier, I had started my experimentation on her. Samantha, or Sam as she liked to be known, was a brilliant programmer on my team. She had graduated a couple of years before from M.I.T. with a number of distinctions and she had been recruited by our corporate talent scouts, first as in intern, then junior programmer, then fast-tracked to senior developer. In her early twenties, she was a slender, toned, bookish woman, who spoke softly, but with authority and confidence. As a female programmer she stood out, but she was not knock-out beautiful. She was a little better than plain with mousy brown hair, and, although her body was firm and athletic, she did not dress to show it off, typically wearing baggy sweaters and shapeless pants. But she was the only woman in the team, hell, the only woman on whole damn floor. Ultimately, my idea to take advantage of her was born out of conversation we had where she had, probably inadvertently, bruised my ego with an off the cuff remark. We'd had a couple of late-night development sessions trying to meet some of the Hardcore early project milestones. On on of those occasions, I had jokingly remarked that I hoped my wife didn't start thinking that we were having an affair. Her response, which I would always remember, was a scornful reply of "Well, there's not much chance of that." Basically, she stung my fragile male ego. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I am not the hottest guy on the planet, and certainly, I was a fair bit older than any crowd that she would normally hang out with, but I didn't think that she was out of my league. In my mid thirties, I was in pretty good shape. I hit the gym three to four times a week, cycled plenty and did yoga. I was toned, fit, had a full head of neatly cut, dark hair, and I thought I looked bbw pretty good, particularly compared to most of the geeks that we worked with, and, as I mentioned, she wasn't exactly a bombshell. So, really, it was spite that caused me to choose to test the full manipulative power of our product on her. We cowgirl had been peer programming at her desk when she dropped that careless line, and as I walked back to my desk through the sterile corporate corridors, blue and gray carpeted floors and beige walls, my indignation morphed into a cold, sullen anger. One of the perks of being a project lead was having a pretty decent office. Mine was big, with my desk and workstation, a sofa, a couple of armchairs, a coffee blowjob table, pod coffee machine, bar fridge, whiskey decanter and, of course, a security camera. The first hack I had done in the office was to remove all the Fucking monitoring software from my computer. The second had been the security camera. I could now let it record what was happening in the office or redirect it to a previously saved video stream. I poured myself a whiskey, sat down on the couch and started plotting out my revenge for a slight that she never intended. Not much chance of that? Tonight however I wasn’t thinking straight, I’m not sure if it was due to the smell of my mother’s sex filling the room bbw or being so close to the object of my wildest desire. Hardcore “Damn right I am. either. I am flattered and very surprised.” I started jerking and moaning as my arms held onto their necks hard, and poor TC and Ben had no idea what was happening. “Why do guys always say that? I want to know if you’re hearing me. Deep inside, you don’t really hate me. I know when you get used to this being a part of your life, you’re going to handle it much better. "I know that you don’t even think you’re gay,” he said, “but you did want to have sex with a guy last night…with me… Fuck, even I’m confused." She will live with me, where I will have complete control and be able to watch out for her EVERYDAY!” Almost awkward even.” I had a plan, but I needed some help implementing it. “We’re here to serve you, Prestira.” Their spokesman said, a long, forked tongue descending from his mouth. She still had nowhere to go at the moment and cowgirl needed to at least come down from whatever that cop gave her to smoke. He looked excited to have one. And by the way, we're timed together in that department, so that whenever I'm on the rag, Linda is too." When I took a cup to Mason I asked him if he really wanted me to masturbate for the workmen. Again he started asking do i masturbate and how much do i cum and what if felt like, he was both curious about other guys and probing Fucking at me to see how far he could take me before i stopped him and freaked out. She crossed her arms and lightly brushed her chest, Jessamine realized how alone she was and wondered if Holly was on her way, but she couldn’t resist the temptation, she rarely had the opportunity to touched herself in her house. “David, you asked me to remind you of the HR calls you wanted to make today. We went to the bathroom and she was taking the shower and gave my dick awash with her mouth. They hesitated a bit, so I untied the top of my bikini top and grabbed a hand from each of them, placing blowjob them on my breasts and showing them how to massage me. Mike was the first to stand, we kissed deeply, my hand roaming to find he was already getting hard in his shorts. “Why can I do that?” I asked.