"Her advice caused my half hard cock to rise to full mast. My face felt like it was glowing with exactly the embarrassment she was telling me to ignor.... Sitting back in my chair I opened my mouth but could think of no reply. I closed my mouth. I looked away and back at Shirley. She was still smiling (dimpling) and looking through the glass of the table at my cock. I know she probably meant what she had said, but her eyes twinkled with something that made me throb harder. So, sitting there. Her nipples were large and they capped the end of the swollen cone that formed when I pressed it through my hand. I went from nipple to nipple and sucked them the way she liked, using my tongue and a slight abrading with my teeth.She said, “I’ve been thinking about this all day baby, how I wanted to start our new life in our new home, in our bedroom. I love the sound of those words…our bedroom.” Everything smelled new, the carpet, the paint, and the perfume mom wore. It was a heady combination. Frank was the same dirty old man from the elevator. Fuck. I looked back at Gene begging him with my eyes to stop while trying to hide my face in shame from Frank. He was obviously enjoying seeing what his boss had asked me to do I noticed an immediate bulge start to appear in his trousers. Maybe he takes Viagra.“Sir….. please?” I pleaded out loud imploringly but I just sounded pathetic.“Frank, I caught Miss Martin being a very naughty girl in the office. You have three daughters, what do you do. !”“I’m sorry... ! what do you mean... ?”“Angela ... I saw her playing with your dog... !”“What... !”“Playing with him and sucking his cock... !”I looked shocked but she continued, “I’m not stupid ... You know what she’s doing and I think it was you who introduced her to it... !”I didn’t speak and to be honest was mortified ... I thought she was going to call the fucking police... !“I followed her on Saturday afternoon and she took Rambo down to the pond and into the bushes. I knew it was wrong,.