This time she'd was wearing a skirt and a blouse that buttoned up in front. She'd apparently been wearing a matching jacket with her outfit but it was...lying folded neatly on a nearby chair. Karla waved me into a nearby chair beside the side of her desk where she was sitting and she began to ask me questions about myself and my experiences in other recent jobs I'd had. I wasn't sure, but as I sat there watching Karla, I felt like she was sizing me up and occasionally I could see that her eyes. I just didn’t know any better, I didn’t know what else to do. He started sucking my cock and swallowing my cum every night after work from then on out. Honestly though, I secretly loved it, what teenage boy wouldn’t love regular blowjobs? I was quickly more easily persuaded and couldn’t wait for our encounters. I even began to become curious. He seemed to love it so much. It seemed like he knew just the right time and one night took his cock out and put my hand on it. Oh, the size of it! Oh,. After a few minutes of fucking Kassey in this position, I pulled my cock out.I grabbed her hand. “Come my bitch,” I said then pulled her off the Futon.“Yes my dear,” replied Kassey.I walked Kassey by her hand to the middle of the room.“On your hands and knees,” I ordered.Kassey obeyed and got down on her hands and knees.I dropped to my knees and got behind her.I lightly slapped her ass cheeks. “I want you for my fuck slut,” I said while I lightly slapped her ass. “Yes, I’m your slut,” Kassey. "Oh, that. Don't worry about it. She had been hounding me for a while about how I'd gotten fit and why I was always so happy. I couldn't very well tell her that my son had screwed me into shape and that I was walking funny because he spent every night banging my quim out of shape." She leaned in, kissing my forehead and treating me to a close-up of her cleavage. She settled back on me, continuing her explanation. "I told her that I had a new man, had gotten a border in after my son left home..