" She smiled. "Don't look too worried. The catch is you areat the beck and call of the Manager so it's going to interfere with yoursocial life. Away a... short notice, late nights etc. Be aware of thisbefore you decide." OK, things to consider," he said."On a positive note you'll meet all the movers and shakers in thecompany and if you shine I think you'll be a senior manager in a fewyears. No pressure, think it through, it's a good offer but not foreveryone. Here's the written offer pack. Talk. Realizing I was still holding my shoes, I tossed them behind me onto the floor, and then walked in. ‘What’s wrong? What happened?’ I asked. Her eyes were streaked, mascara running every which way, which she only then tried in vain to repair as she sat in front of her vanity mirror. ‘I’m sorry, didn’t know you werehome,’ she said. ‘I didn’t mean to upset anyone,’ she offered. ‘You’re still not answering my question,’ I said. ‘What happened?’ For the first time in recent memory, Kathy turned. She was having the time of her life, reveling in the danger and excitement.She'd hiked her skirt up so the growing puddle of cum on her chair wouldn't get her clothes wet. Thinking that the chair was too risky after all (as she couldn't control her masturbation), she cleaned herself up a bit and then moved behind her podium again.But really this was only an excuse to get even more daring. Soon, she hiked her skirt up so high that anyone could see her entire panty covered crotch or ass if they. I moaned softly as Mum gently nibbled on my ear lobe. At that fatuitous moment Mum stroked my thigh and accidently brushed against my adolescent erection. Mum would tell me later that she had been lost in her own pleasure of being close to me that she didnt quite realise what affect her actions were having on me. It was just an extension of the natural affection between a mother and her only son. I couldnt take it anymore, this was so wrong and I knew it. That didnt stop the lustful thoughts.