"I don't understand," Veronica said slowly, afraid that she did understand. He wasn't going to give her the job unless she put out for him."Come, come... Veronica," he said, taking the liberty of calling her by her first name. "You're not stupid. I can see that. And I can see much more. You know what I mean." Mr. Marshall licked his lips and stood up, the bulge obvious in his pants.Veronica didn't know what to do. She could leave, but she wanted the job. It seemed perfect. But to put out for such. The three of them became better acquainted over dinner, and then Billy retired to his room to think about things. Lying on his back on the bed, he stared into the future and wondered at his great good fortune. He had undressed and showered and put on a pair of blue pajamas, and he was lying on top of the covers, just pondering his strange life, when his mother knocked and entered the room.He scrambled up quickly, somewhat taken aback by her beauty and the smell of her perfume."Find everything. I started getting self conscious and worried that other customers would notice. The store doesn't have video both or any on site hook-ups, so I was worried we'd get tossed out. I slowly stood up, dragging my hand up her leg to the edge of her skirt. When I was up straight, we made brief eye contact with furtive smiles. I nodded slightly and headed for the door. As I walked to my car I noticed she was following me. I nodded at the passenger side of the car as I unlocked it. I watched her. She was offering me her clean-shaven pussy which smelled of her own musk, sweat and a perfume that had a strong citrus note. I leaned my head forward and tasted her sweet sweaty cunt with a slow deliberate lick. Just as I was about to taste her again, she moved back just enough so that my tongue couldn’t reach her. ‘Te gusta, Papi?’ she asked. It took me a moment to remember the Spanish I had learned in high school but I responded, ‘Si, me gusta.’ She moved forward again and I licked the length.