It was back in the mid-nineties. I was a 30-something working mom back then, married (though I can’t say happily). I was doing well with my career...having risen to the level of mid-management with a nationwide telephone corporation. In mid-summer of whatever year it was, about eighty men and women from around the country were tasked with attending a 3 day training course in Phoenix. It was more of a big corporation boondoggle than anything else. From my office it was me, one other woman,. Soon he was not able to have any say in his immediate future. I moved within centimetres of his face so that he could sense my closeness. He knew I was there and caught a speedy kiss. I smiled and gave him a peak back but made sure I slapped him across his face. He beamed. Such a naughty boy.I knelt down and positioned his groin for ideal access. His cock had been up and down and now he was about to be teased beyond orgasm. I took his dick in my hand and stroked it to erection. I then. You see, I'm really horny right now. How would you like to come to one of our private VIP rooms? I will show you a really good time, I promise!" she purred, running her fingers through my hair and kissing and nibbling on my ear just like she would if we were back at the club. "Sure," I said, "I'm always up for a good time! Lead on!" She smiled and took me by the hand and we walked down the hall to the "VIP Room". She brought her clothes to the bedroom with her, but as we got to the room, she. He’s ten. We’s awalkin’ home from school takin’ a short cut through ole man Simm’s pasture. Yuh know how cow plop smells in Spring when the grass in new an’ all them cows got the runnys. Ugh! It’s gross. I’m tellin yuh cuz I know. Well, anyway, Jimmie takes this big stick, see, and he dips the end into this big nasty cow plop. Then he stirs it up a little so it stinks real good like an’ he pushes it right up under my nose. Well I ain’t a gonna act askeerd a nuthin’ `round those big guys. They’d.