“Come here”. I walked slowly over to his desk swaying my hips. “Bend over the desk”. He picked up his phone on the desk and dialed an extensio... while I found myself vulnerably exposed over a desk. “Come to my office Frank.” I looked up at him. I didn’t know he planned on inviting anybody else to participate in his sick domination. He smirked when he saw the fear on my face. I decided not to ask I was starting to fear my new master. Frank was the same dirty old man from the elevator. Fuck. I. She pulled my face up and we smooched, she tried to unbutton my shirt while we were kissing. I removed my shirt and she jumped on me and sat on my hip and we were exploring each other’s mouth for a min. She then climbed down and started unfastening my belt and I let go of my pant and removed her pant as well. We both were in our undies and decided to get into the bedroom.I lay down and she just sat on my tummy, and bent down to kiss me and lip locked for a min while I was exploring her ass by. That was the day that I remember having this wonderful feeling of pride in the kind of first class top flight professional my Mom was. I think that was the moment when I finally really understood the independence, dedication and personal integrity that it took to be a top flight professional in any endeavor and not just her chosen line of work. I was genuinely and without reservation totally proud of the woman that was my mother for who she was and not what she did. Before then I think that I. She sashayed over beautifully, her long, dark hair neatly bundled under her cute little cap. She had a massive pair of breasts and they were displayed wonderfully in the tiny jacket she wore and as she approached she smile and asked how she could help."Can I have a tissue please, I've got something on my face I need to wipe off."She came closer, peered at my face inquisitively."No problem, what is it?"Without missing a heartbeat I told her."It's my Master's cum" as I said that I felt Roger's.