Three more weeks had gone by and he still hadn't bumped into Ivy. By then it was already somewhere around Autumn, in the middle of September. The sun ...o longer went down by 10PM, but by 9PM or even before that time.A week came where his mom (Sara) got sick and Charles had to be the one to run the shop. He ran the shop all by himself while his mom stayed at home. It was like an adventure for Charles, having the responsibility of proving to his mom that he was a young adult whom she could. I let her choose her own pace, not wanting to spoil it for her. After holding it a few seconds she starts slowly squeezing some blood into it.- Hey, you know you'll have to finish what you start?- I will, don't you worry, but do not let your wife know, i do not want to lose this job.- Why would I not wanna do that? It's not like you stole something, yeah maybe you rob her of one fuck, but she gets enough already. Plus when i DO tell her it will make her HOT as fuck :)- You will tell? I will be. "Sit down, Sean." He gestured toward the pair of chairs in front of his desk.When we had both settled into our chairs, he steepled his hands, the tips resting lightly against his moustache, as he gazed at me with an expressionless face. I felt fidgety, but I concentrated on sitting still, wondering why he didn't begin.Finally, he dropped his hands. "What can I do for you, Sean?"Now I was confused. Certainly he wanted to yell at me, tell me what a dunderhead I was, a troublemaker who was skating. "Well, I thought I'd make my room mate happy!" she replied, as she continued to stroke my cock.After a minute or two, I was completely hard and Bridget continued to rub it, running her soft little hand up and down my shaft, squeezing the top in her hand a few times and then running her hand back down again, before spitting on it and making it really wet and lubricated."Oh god! oh god!" I groaned sitting back enjoying the moment."Feeling better roomy?" she asked cheekily"Oh god yes!" I.