Anyway, she called me and told me all about finally having grounds to fire the jerk. So, you have made her year.”“Well, it is a bit much, for just...kissing on the dance floor,” I offered.Dad grinned and said, “It is a bit much for a lot of things. That was so mild as to be merely an annoyance.”It wasn’t long before I was telling Dad how good a photo manipulator Mary Ann was. To my utter shock, Dad took her over to the computer and had her showing him. Before we left, Mary Ann had a new job. ."Miss Cashmoore almost screamed at me as she moved down from her observation platform, her black satin business dress barely containing her huge breasts and tight ass... she slammed a massive hand on my desk and held her other hand out to me. I noticed her fingers curling into almost tigress like claws and her nails were the same bright red as her lipsticks and shoes. Her long curly black hair framed her exceptionally pale face... she looked like a damn vampire."Oh you will be sorry little. Mark positioned himself between her open things and leaned down to inhale her scent deeply. Then he went to work, placing his mouth firmly on her pussy and snaking his tongue into the soft warm tunnel. He lapped up her sweet nectar and explored the insides of her pussy as far as he could reach in as Jennifer writhed and twisted in pleasure under him. "Ohhh... ooohhh... oh yes! Right there," she cooed. She grabbed the sheet gripping it tightly in her hands until her knuckles turned white. He. Feeling naughty, she turned around to afford him an unobstructed view of her behind. Then dropping her cocktail napkin, she bent over in a very unladylike manner to pick it up knowing full well how the back of her dress would ride up giving him a view of some cheek. She knew he was looking directly at her ass and it gave her a strange tingle inside. There was the occasional eye contact between them during the party, but they never talked and he did not approach her. The party progressed, and.