Since recently turning eighteen, I've been receiving more and moreattention from her. She has always been a bit domineering. But thingshave gotten wor...e. Being her only child, and with my dad long gone, shehas taken a special interest in me -given that I still live at home withher.Looking away from the mirror, I glanced over at my mom as we walkedthrough the store. She was wearing her favorite pair of black leggingsand a tight, white halter-top. Her lean, athletic body was on show. Overher top,. A woman I looked up to and aspired to fill her shoes when she eventually moved on, now I probably wouldn't have a job cleaning her shoes by the time she'd finished with me! "You are suspended as of now Miss Johnson," she growled, summing up my position. "You will wait outside until I have spoken to Mr Phillips." Head bowed I left her office and sat in the outer area where her secretary had her desk. Hotels are a hotbed for gossip and it was obvious by her knowing looks that the secretary knew. All the pics are fantastic. I kissed him and said I am very sexy honey. He said lets take the video in the evening and asked me to prepare some snacks as he was feeling hungry. I said ok and went into the kitchen and preparing pakodi for us. While I was preparing he came and hugged me from behind, smelled the flowers and kissed me on the neck and started talking. He was talking and seducing me. He pressed my breasts, bite me on the shoulder. After some time he switched off the stove, removed. ’ ‘Welcome home, Muffin,’ I returned warmly, using the long-outworn pet name one of her cousins had pinned on her years earlier. As Charlotte closed the door behind her, she blushed noticeably, which made me wonder what the conversation was truly about. She eyes me curiously once again, muttering ‘Uh, just a moment,’ into the cell phone, and then hurrying through the kitchen without even bothering to take off her backpack or her shoes. I almost said something about tracking the snow through.