Suddenly it stopped, and I found out that the foreman had gotten on their cases about being behind schedule, and that my office was out of bounds. My...visitors lessened but some still came by to see me, especially Ernie, who I think had seniority.One day, feeling more adventurous than usual I wore a short skirt suit, thigh-highs and matching heels. I rarely wear panties, and didn't even though the slit in the back of the skirt goes up pretty high, just an inch or two from showing my butt. I. I wondered if she knew. I figured she did, but she didn't move away.After a last squeeze, Hebe's mom returned to her place and fished the teabag out of her mug. She sighed, but it wasn't a mean sigh."I mean, really. When are you kids going to learn?" Mom, we..." Hebe started to say, but her mother put up her hand once more to silence her."Let me guess, Hebe." She looked at me. "And you, Sam."She laughed."You lost track of time, right?"She held up her hand again when we started to reply. She. I took him down to the kitchen, and Mom couldn’t believe what she was seeing.“Did you have to bash him with a broom and knock him out?” she asked.“I don’t know what all the fuss was about. He was sleeping on the back of the couch, so I picked him up and put him in there. He seems like a sweet kitty,” I assured her.“I call bullshit. That kitten is not sweet,” Mom informed me. “Now go get your hound. I’ll finish your laundry.”That was more than a fair trade. I left before Mom changed her. Aunt Ellie loved having her pussy eaten. What woman doesn't, I guess, but Aunt Ellie got into it. I had one finger in her pussy, with my middle finger dragging across her little rosebud butt. She loved that. I put my middle finger into her pussy to get some juice on it, of which there was plenty, and then went back to her butt. Gently, I pushed my finger in her ass, and Aunt Ellie exploded into maybe one of the best orgasms I've ever seen. She bucked, she moaned, she whimpered, she pulled my.