“Next time you want to fuck in your office make up a better reason than insulting my work,” you say it so seductively my mouth waters, as you lean...back on my desk and look up at me with your perfect eyes. “awe, Scott - I mean… Mr. Jameson, were you jealous of Mr. Intern?”I unbutton your blouse, your lace bra peaks out as you smile at me. I put my hand on your face and let my thumb rest on your lip, “I just think you need some reminding of who you belong to,” I say smiling down at you before. I whispered "what business"? He looked at me and said not really a business but the pleasure of trying some black. I was horrified. How could this be happening? I asked him if we could be excused a minute and he took me towards the bathroom. Before we actually got there he shoved me into a bedroom and there was another black man there too! black men and a hubby who lived on the edge with me as his home made slut. He told my hubby to go get the others he'd get me ready.Whem I asked what "ready". I couldn’t help but wonder where she had learned everything that she knew but it really didn’t matter. So mom started teaching Bianca the art of oral sex too. After I practiced on mom she would teach Bianca on me. Mom could drive me out of my ever-loving mind, probably like I was able to do to her. Mom could suck my cock right into her throat. She could stimulate me beyond my wildest dreams. Mom could take me right to the very edge of cumming, stop and cool me down, and then build me right back. (See earlier posts called "Caught my sister-In-Law).It was mid Good Friday morning when she had hauled her case out of the back of the car, giving me ample opportunity to look at her green lower thigh length dress and black covered legs. I hoped they would be stockings. I duly took the case upstairs and left her to unpack. A few minutes later she came downstairs and I then said I would make some drinks whilst she sat down and relaxed.Before she sat down she said “I’ve forgotten to do something.