She threw herself over me and wrapped her arms around me."It's ok, it's ok, it's ok," she kept on repeating.My father and I had a good talk. Well, he ...alked most of the time, but you know what I mean. It wasn't the preaching of younger years. It was an understanding that I was an adult; and that I could, and would, make my own decisions.He knew a lot more of the psychology of why a person behaves a certain way that I would probably ever know. It is what made him good in his field. Unexpected. As our tongues met once more, I felt him thrust his cock up into me as his instincts took over. I groaned as I moved in response, finding a steady rhythm on and off his shaft. Rob pushed me back until my back hit the desk. I watched him look at my breasts as if he was admiring them, before he leant forward to kiss my right nipple. I gasped as I felt his tongue circle around it slowly and then bite and pull it hard. Once again, his hips pushed his cock hard into my pussy as he continued to tease. "Yes, a femaleassistant."It was about lunch time when an E-mail appeared over the papers Chriswas typing into the computer. It read: Please pick up the suit I left atthe cleaners. If you wish pick an outfit out for yourself on the companyexpense."That's nice of Mr. Johnson." Chris thought as the e-mail vanished fromthe computer screen and he finished storing the letter he was typinginside of the computer's hard drive. He then noticed it was a half hourpast the lunch hour. "Don't really have. With that devilish smile Mom started. “That night I dreamed about you I dreamed you and I was in the house and we was naked, I was looking for you in a hide and seek sort of way every time I found you, you gave me a kiss and a hug, I wanted to hold you more but then I was in a searching spree around the rooms.” As Mom talk the alarm went off to indicate that the wind was picking up. “Ahh … can’t the wind wait a little longer for Mom to finish the dream” I stood up and reset the alarm, went.