I stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The room smelt of sex and sweat. A part of me wanted to desperately crawl into bed with mom, th... same bed where I had often held her while she had cried after the divorce, taking her well-fucked body in my arms and rubbing my cock against her soft body. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the hall. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a pair of mom’s panties near the door. I quickly grabbed them as I made my escape. In my own room I. I’m a ‘Hard-Ass’ because I expect the best, I don’t stand for laziness or half-hearted attempts. For example if an employee messes up I expect a man-size shape whole in a wall from how hard they hit it. I’m ‘Gentle’ because I also give the best from salaries to office space, and I will do my best to help an employee. I will run through that wall with them, but I do still expect them to do their share of the work, but I don’t take credit away from anybody. Stealing somebody’s credit in this. I put my arms on his desk and leaned forward with my head resting on them, watching his eyes dance across my paper and his hand running through his hair. God, it was driving me wild. I was leaning forward enough that my clit was almost touching the surface of the chair, now soaked with my juices. I needed a release. I discreetly began to imagine him taking me right there on this desk as I slowly moved my pussy back and forth on the chair. It felt so good. I wanted to go faster. I wanted to. ??Look, there is no way I?m letting you guys play half that setlistwithout me.? She pushed down in a hard strum that hit all the strings.?Ready to rock. Everybody?s mics work???Fuck!? Bella.?WAR!? Kim.?Laaaaa.? Heather.?Check check.? Amber.?Okay. Looks like it.? Heather had everything set up, and it looked likesome of the early birds were already here, hoping for a wormlike pastry.Heather looked at the other girls. Kim, who captured her heart a longtime ago. Bella, the potty mouthed.