You want to be pampered? We'll pamperyou. Isn't that right, Sarah?" Sarah smiles, catching on to what hermother is planning."Yeah!" Sarah beams. "If y...u want a girly day, then it's a girly dayyou'll have, right here!" Looks like I'm going to have to do some shopping," Beverly announces."Really, please don't to any expense on my behalf," I futilely plead asBeverly grabs her handbag and her car keys."Nonsense," the older woman says. "I've told you before, you're mydaughter's girlfriend, that. Now let us get down off of here, whistle blew 15 minutes ago.”“Yes Ma'am,” I said. “But I did not want to leave it half-finished like that, the night crew might have had to do it all over again, and better done right than done twice. And I ain't gonna have any of our boys in trouble because I did a sloppy job.”I racked my equipment and saw I was the last one. Mrs. Weller locked the cabinet and together we walked to the office, where I grabbed my time card and stuck it in the machine and punched. I was about 5' 10" with blond hair and big brown eyes. I had a runners body...thin, but very muscular. Our captain was a senior. He was about my height, but chiseled like a Roman statue and cute to boot. He had short brown hair (that he usually spiked) and bright green eyes. And from an onlookers view...a nice package to go with it! I was considered cute at my school...I had had a few run ins with the ladies, but had always been secretly gay. Our captain, Matt, was about as straight as they. This was her fantasy, yet I was so caught up in the pretense that it felt so real for me. Olivia was turning into a nasty little slut. She reached down and placed her fingers on either side of her pussy as she spread her lips for me, showing the pinkness of the inside of her pussy, asking me “Does this help?”I couldn't talk. I grabbed my cock, lined it up and slowly started entering her as her pussy started stretching out to accommodate my girth. That was something I always enjoyed,.