With no compassion she climbed on my ass but thankfully didn't push her heels. I felt her 175 lbs on my ass. I sucked my breath in and tried not to ye...l out in pain.I looked up, trying to breathe and saw her smiling as she looked at herself in the mirror, standing on her only son's ass, abusing his body. She looked happy."I think I look sexy." she said."Yes mother" I agreed hoping that'd make her happy enough to get off me."I DIDN'T ASK FOR YOUR APPROVAL, YOU SHIT " she yelled."What gave you. I'll be a girl from now on. I want to know if Ican still work here, and if I can, can I work five days instead ofthree?" What does your name tag need to say?" Jennifer," I said with a smile."Five days a week, but we'll have to add some things to your plate,okay?" Of course! Thanks!"I walked into my work area and all the other girls looked at me, somerecognized me some did not. I told them all my name and went to work.After that first day I simply went to work, but I started wearing jeansor. About a month ago, Jason texted me to meet him at a place called PK's Pub, a kind of old-school Irish pub where soccer is the sport of choice on television. "PK's tonight? Got someone I want u to meet," it said. Obviously this wasn't Stephanie, his wife. I showed up at about 8:30 and it certainly wasn't Stephanie - a gorgeous woman, in full disclosure, who doesn't look nearly her age of 38. Instead, sitting with Jason at a booth near the back of the bar was a much younger girl, who he. I then removed her top and made her lie down, kissed on her pussy over the skirt itself and started pressing her pubic area.She was getting out of control and was hurling abuses and was asking me to fuck her as she can’t take it anymore and wants a dick in her. I was pretty much shocked as I had never heard her speak like that. Ignoring all her demands of fucking, I continued with the foreplay. I made her lie upside down and unhooked her red bra and started massaging her back. She felt so.