She’d worked in food service management for a number of years at educational and healthcare institutions and wanted to strike out on her own. Her co...pany was solid now. She had three full-time and seven part-time employees. Plus there was a roster of contractors she kept to staff up for events. Her top line revenue was $875,000 the year before with an 11% gross margin.The 49 year-old business owner’s adult c***dren were biologically half-siblings. She and Monica’s dad never wed. On the other. She just might know what the reason might be for the change of behavior in her son. But she dared not get her hopes up too high for she could just as well be wrong. She went to her room, saying nonchalantly that she had to take a shower first. Inside she was almost giddy. Her laptop showed promising signs. She had placed the laptop on her table before she left for work that morning, remembering the position, its distance from the edges and from the other things on her table. She had placed it. "Is that so? What did you have in mind?" "There's a loaded question." I flashed a grin. It's not a calculated move on my part. It's genuine. "Before we get to that, there is the unanswered question of how you can be of service to me." "I hoped that we'd get back to that!" "Was it ever in doubt?! I'm looking for a new pair of trousers." "What's the occasion?" "The neighbours are getting upset about me constantly walking around naked," I stated matter of factly. She almost choked. "Not just. Paul teased me as I sighed and whimpered as he cupped my buttocks in his hands. I was so open , I knew he could see just how wet and swollen my pussy lips were. I could feel his eyes burning into my sopping wet cunt.I jerked and gasped out when his lips touched my inner thighs. He kissed along the inside of my legs, oh god I moaned, he was so close, so close. I wanted desperately to guide his lips and tongue to my sopping wet pussy.His tongue caused me to moan and sigh as he let his hot wet.