Earlier that week a memo had been circulated confirming the company’s long-rumored merger with SatCorp, a much larger corporation. The memo had gone...on to reassure everyone that despite the change in management everything else would continue on as before.Hah , thought Marcia, her fingers flying over the computer keyboard.Her supervisor had taken her aside late that afternoon and asked—practically in a whisper, it now seemed to Marcia—if she would mind working late, just this once. It seemed. But , I couldn't stop myself . I have never seen her this forward . Hope , this doesn't end in a quarrel. That would suck. As we got off the train . I looked at her . Her face was almost reddish. She was blushing . Seemed like either she was about to cry or burst with anger. But she did none of those. She just brushed her face with her sleeves and followed me out of the station.It was almost night, in the way home she pulled me towards the park. It was almost empty . Except the occasional. BOY was I wrong. When I got home from school one warm spring afternoon I walked into the house were my mother and sister where. I went to a different school than my brothers and got home much earlier. My father also came home much later. As I entered I called out that I was home. My mother answered me and I went into her room. That changed my life forever. There she laid, both breasts exposed feeding my little sister. She was hot, no one else was around and she had lost all need for common. The weird thing is, neither one of us had ever tried anything sexual with the other. In eighteen years. And now, we were surely headed to bed with each other. No doubt about it. He took my hand and led me into his bedroom where he sat on the bed and pulled me to him, taking my left nipple in his mouth and his left hand up on my right breast. My hand went down to fondle his cock which was so insistently pointing at my midsection, my preferred destination of every penis I had ever known. In a.