.the forceful stroke while he grabbedmy nipples through my dress...I could feel myself getting wet at the merememory of it.. “Sarah?” he smi...ed. I smiled back. We hadn’t spoken sinceand we worked on the same floor. I had even stopped going to the coffee machinefor fear of the awkward encounters. “Listen, I just wanted to talk about the other night” hesaid lowering his voice so that my temporary assistant wouldn’t hear justoutside the door. “I’m sorry it happened.” I interjected before. " She comes over and sits down next to me on the couch, "you do this and don't like it I won't bother you about it again and I'll pay for the sex toy of your choice, no judgments. We don't even have to get totally naked."The thought goes through my head of Jenny going at me in some wild manner with the strap-on on her. Part of me finds it sexy and part silly. I look over and she is giving me the anti-wall flower look I get when I know she is dedicated to making me do something. "Fine, in the. I’ve wanted to for several years, now.”“Well, then,” she said. “Problem solved.”“Except it creates a whole new set of problems. You have to go home.”“I know,” she said. “But I’ve been thinking about that.”“You have to go home, Caitlin,” I said.“I know. That’s not what I meant. I’ve been thinking about things ... after high school.”“That’s a year away,” I said.“A year isn’t going to change how I feel about you,” she said.“Me either,” I admitted.“Okay, so we have time to make plans. s. It won’t. . Do you find Mommy sexy?"A pause. "I do now..."She releases me and moves back. I break the compulsion holding me in place and slowly turn around.My mom is leaning on her side of the couch. Her right leg is curved over the back, with the other leg lying straight out towards me.She's wearing black see-through lingerie with filigree patterns all over... The bra fails completely to hide her rock hard nipples and dark areola...And the thong... She might as well not be wearing it. Her hairy pussy is.