On Monday I was again standing in heels, my pearl necklace, and nothing else as Mr. Thompson entered his office. He smiled at me, said “Good morning...whore” and sat down on his couch with his newspaper. I strode over, my heels clicking on the hardwood, feeling sexy, yet still much like a whore. But today I felt like his whore. Yes, I knew deep down he was using me, but his affection made me think there might be something deeper. Love maybe?I dropped to my knees and undid his belt. I pulled out a. ..” and the like. I made, “Mmm,” noises.Behind me I could hear footsteps coming from my left and then receding to my right. Then I heard some more, but the steps stopped somewhere behind me this time. I heard a woman say, “That's so gross.” A man said, “I gotta get this.” Before you could come in my mouth I slowed down and started making gentle infinity symbols on your cockhead.You smiled at me and told me to get up. I backed out and stood up. Turning around briefly, I saw half a dozen people. Dinner consisted of their typical summer fare, sliced chicken, salads, iced tea, and Mary's home made rolls. She served ice cream for dessert.After dinner, Brian told the kids to go to bed at their regular time, an indication that he wouldn't be back in time to tuck them in.Georgia thanked Mary for the meal, said goodbye to the kids, and told Brian that she needed to go to the motel. Curtis would be expecting her call."Come inside," she said. "I have some matters to discuss and there won't be. She knows me pretty well and she could tell when I was right there and just as I let go with my first hot jet of molten cum she covered the head of my cock with her mouth and drank me down.Now this is what I love about my baby, she wont stop sucking until she knows she's got me drained, and she knows how I love the excruciating feeling of being over stimulated as she continues to work her mouth over me, making me squirm all over until she feels me just begin to go soft. She lifted her pretty.