” You need not do anything, mom. Just being my mother is reasons enough. I always have loved you and will love you”, I said. I could see that my m...ther was becoming emotional.She smiled and gave me a cup of coffee.I had a few things to do and I left the house to get them done. When I came back, the mother was in the kitchen preparing lunch. I went behind her, hugged her waist and kissed her cheek. But at that precise moment, she turned her head towards me and so, the kiss meant for the cheek. They made small talk but each knew their position in the kitchen instead of relaxing on the couch was to be sure to see the nice angles of Megan’s ass as she bent over repeatedly to gather items from the bags. Chris walked in just as Megan bent over and in scanning the bar area quickly assessed the situation and what was going on. He smiled, approached Megan and gave her round, tight ass a squeeze and then a slap – winking at the guys as he did. Megan squealed in surprise and jumped up,. If she has made copies, does it really matter? I mean, think about it: all we have to do is claim bad judgment if she goes to the board. I'll take responsibility, and tell them I stopped by to invite my girl to dinner, and couldn't stop myself from taking her right there. It's mostly true anyway, so who's going to know the difference? Lacey can tell them differently, but what does her word count for anymore?"Susan turned to look him in the eye. "Am I your girl?"He took her face in both hands.. I nodded proudly "I thought that was a good one, no?" She shrugged "Even if it was, I think you're a bit too old for me" Old?" I scoffed "How old are you?" She looked at me "19" Damn, I needed me this teen pussy. "I'm 42, not too old for you" She stared at me, not saying anything for a while. Finally she shrugged and said "I guess you're right, if you buy me a drink you might have a chance" I called the bartender over and ordered whatever she wanted. Safe to say she had a big smile on her face.