We waited.My husband quickly tucked his fingers under my waistband and began expertly stroking my outer pussy lips, pinching them together and rubbing...them around my sensitized clit. I slid down in my seat and spread my legs giving him my unspoken permission to begin fingering me in earnest. As his fingers slid in and out of my steaming hot pussy, both of us watched the door. No one was home. Now that I aroused and my pussy was flooded with my self-lube, this game grew tiresome; I wanted some. For the next hour I was day dreaming about that weekend in the hotel room. I was the last person to get called in for the interview. When I walked into her office I shut the door behind myself and acted normal as I could. We talked about my job skills and that I fit what the company was looking for. At the end of the interview I said Mrs. Linda you must do you remember me? Her hand began to shake and by the look on her face I could tell that she remembered who I was. She said that she thought. After a few moments, it swings open, the bright, smiling face of your mother the first thing in your sight. Even now, well into her forties, she looked good as she did over a decade ago. She put a lot of work into keeping her body healthy, and it showed. She wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.Her breasts squished against your chest, something you are very aware of. You've never known her size exactly, however if you had to guess you would put them somewhere in the D cup. There is mention of long term plans having to be moved up in time. I had Rosemary question some captured Chencons about the Grand Admiral and she formed a picture of an ascetic descendent of a long dead Chen dynasty. The overall picture is terribly incomplete but I think the Armada has gone rogue." Sung, Rosemary Peebles, I'll have another meaningful talk with Sat; I've felt he is not dealing straight with me" spoken in a flat emotionless accentless tone which caused Slow Gort, for one, to.