What did, to some extent, was that Mom didn't talk when it was happening. In fact, she didn't talk at all about what had occurred between us. I was pr...tty sure she was okay with it since she'd smiled and acted fine the mornings after. But I really wanted to know what was going on in her mind. Unfortunately, I was not going to initiate that discussion. Despite what we'd done, I was too embarrassed to open a conversation about it. I also wondered if it was a one weekend occurrence. Would it. As I knew well, it was bullshit not to fuck in the office. After all, that was the same girl that had already refused a car, an apartment, a director's job... Just to keep being my right hand, doing and achieving things on her own."It's Friday and your boss wants you sitting on his lap right now, so he can congratulate you again for being that exceptional professional that you are," I said grinning.She crossed her arms in embarrassment, hiding a smile with her hand and blushing. "Not here,. I am so ready to give this to your bitch”. I found myself moaning louder with the realisation that Randy was just the entre. Anthony picked up his camera. “Put your masks on ladies. I HAVE to get this on tape”. Randy pulled away and Becky was quickly behind me. Both of us were masked. “So you enjoyed fucking me you whore” she shouted “now it is your turn to be fucked” and she immediately aimed the dildo and jammed it all the way in with one enormous thrust for her hips. “OH FUCK” I screamed.. Having found the address, which was in the middle of a long Georgian Terrace, without difficulty, I knocked on the door and waited. Within a few seconds it was opened, and a girl in her early twenties with short blond hair and a slim, almost boyish figure stood before me. “Oh hello, I am Steven, and I think that you are expecting me.” “Hello, yes we are. My name is Cassie. Follow me please.” I followed the girl a few metres along a passage until we came to an opulently appointed bathroom on the.