"Oh, OK," he said. He hated to ask his dad about anything serious. Dad always made a joke out of it. Well, Mom made jokes, too, but she didn't put her... in the paper every week for everyone to read."Oh, Tommy, I'm sorry," his mom said, hugging him to her. "I didn't mean to blow you off. I mean, I did, but I shouldn't. Look, I -- Oh!"Tommy followed her eyes down to his crotch and saw a dark stain spreading across it. Oh great, he thought, now she'll think I pissed my pants like a baby."It's not. She sat down and opened her hand, the crumpled paper sat squarely in the middle. She tried to breathe deeply as she unfolded the paper, it contained a number and it was eleven digits long, it was a mobile number. She screwed it up and put it into her purse, Monnie tried to control her breathing, her heartbeat continued to race, then she realised she wanted a pee. Monnie didn't remember much of the afternoon, the note was still in her handbag, it was as if it was on fire, trying to burn a hole. It was Kevin, the business secretary of the ladies of the Foxxy News business team. ‘Just how much did you see?’ she asked the good looking young man. The pussy eating grin on Kevin’s face gave her the answer even before she had heard his reply. ‘All of it, I’m afraid.’ There was a hint of lust and power in Kevin’s voice. He had heard the rumors of Miss Chetry’s sexual shenanigans, but until now, no one had seen the proof. ‘Is there anything I can do to have you keep this a secret?’ She pleaded. He walked into the other room and I could hear talking, shortly I heard the front door shut. Dave came back into the bathroom and said that Mike had taken my mate to a local bar and would be back very soon. I was now out of excuses, Dave came towards me and put his hand on my flaccid cock. He led me into the bedroom, and put his arms around me pulling me into a gentle embrace. He leaned his face toward me and kissed me gently, this was no rough tongue straight in kiss but a gentle caressing of.