American Beauty: Luring My Married Muslim Coworker with Sweet Seduction Victoria; ----------- Vicky is Red, White and Blue, as American as apple pie. She’s a married woman of the Islamic faith whom I have, to put it politely targeted for seduction, or putting it less politely; I wanna taste that sweet ass of hers and fuck her brains out. I work with her and that affords me the opportunity to converse with her every day. Vicky is middle management, has a staff of ten; three men and seven women. I am the youngest male and second youngest overall... Vicky is 28 or 29. I am 24. As for me, I am over six feet tall, naturally blonde hair thanks to my Scandinavian ancestry. I am low on the totem pole here at work so I do most of the grunt work. This is fortuitous because it puts me in close proximity to Vicky several times a week at work. Without this opportunity to be close to her I would stand no chance at all. One must always seek an edge in these man-woman things. Grunt work; by this I mean moving office furniture, carrying office supplies, and general lifting. I am the biggest and strongest person under Vicky so it is natural for her to ask me to help. The rest of the time I am on my computer working on projects given to me by Vicky. I partied hard until I met Vicky two years back; she captured my interest. Up until then I was fucking Rave chicks, or any bitch I could find. I slowly weaned myself off that scene. Although..., I did bring one of my favourite Rave buddies to my first Christmas party, Sara something. There was a lot of talk about us for awhile. To my surprise Vicky thought we were ‘cool’, a word I didn’t expect to hear from her. Six months ago I started to make my move. I knew it would be a long slow process getting Vicky. …the next moment changed everything
