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 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 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 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 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? Well, we were going to see. In hind site, my anger was probably fueled by the relationship problems that I was having with my wife and my frustration with how long it had been since I had had decent sex, but at that point in time, it was focused entirely on Sam. The first step was to access her full psych evaluation in her employee file, which Tim had made available to me, with a little push. The amateur equipment that we had developed could be tailored to be more affective based on the participant's personality and typical behaviors. It took me a couple of days working late to customize the software that I was going to use on her. I also decided to test the catalytic effect of environmental factors parameters. It was easy to get this done with minimal disruption because Tim was running interference for me and I could just close my door. Then, I put a pine air-freshener in her office that had a wireless interface that allowed me to trigger the release of the pine scent. Over the course of the next two weeks, I subjected her to romantic images of couples, mixed with different images of me and colors and images tailored to generate positive and happy feelings. I would trigger a release of the pine scent with bursts of these images. After a couple of weeks of conditioning, I noticed that her attitude to me had definitely changed. She was more attentive, doting even. She smiled at me a lot indian more often, and would play with her hair and get almost bashful when I was around. I decided to take things a bit further and approached her early one afternoon. "Hey, teen Sam, we've all been working really hard over the past few weeks, let's go grab some coffee and head over to Red Mountain park for a breather. There's a great picnic spot there near a waterfall. It's a really beautiful place." I did as I was told and put my elbows on the second row spreading my knees wide allowing unblocked access to my tight ass. I was stunned. "Not with what you've got there." My clothes were tatters on the floor, but I felt no shame in my nudity. But you’re right, I am gay… in both genders.” My amateur juices were flowing as indian I marched to her, my breasts jiggling in my blouse. Toby sighed. Sherry thought about it for a moment, “I’ll text you as I’m not sure at the moment”. Back at Zane. teen Flora stared back, that old sibling hatred brimming behind her eyes. “Bring vodka and ice”. “Oh…sorry…I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable…but thanks for the compliment. Bringing his open palm up fast, he smacked her pussy lips hard. What was Aingeal— After 5 lengths I had to stop and spend 5 minutes running on the spot in front of them.