The angst and emotions of the day must have got the better of her for when the phone rang at just after 1 a.m. she was asleep on the couch in the fron... room. Trying to gather her wits about her before answering the phone, Sandy took one long, last, deep breath and picked up the receiver. “Hello?” “Hey, Mom,” Tommy said with youthful enthusiasm, “How are things? Did I wake you?” “No…no, you didn’t,” Sandy at first lied, then decided to correct herself. “I mean yes, yes you did, I was asleep in. That's how it's done at Cutter, Crescent, and House; Miss Fletcher comes and whispers into your ear. I wondered if that was her only function in the company. Her presence on the floor was dreaded; her whisper in the ear was like the kiss of death; it announced to everyone that the broker being whispered to was being shown the door.Mr. Siegel graciously handed my severance check to me and advised that I find another line of work, something outside the scrutiny of the Securities Exchange. “Why don’t we go to the bedroom? I have something new there.” I knew she’d have a hard time resisting that. “Come on, Lia. Let’s go.” “Something new? Why didn’t you say so last night?” We both laughed as we kissed and made our way to the bedroom. I pushed her down on the bed and reached down for the edge of her shirt so I could pull it over her head. I grinned as she leaned back, giving me a good look at her breasts. They had something of a teardrop shape to them and her hard, rosy nipples. He put his hand under my skirt, pulled aside my panties and ran his finger up and down my slit. I was wet and slippery already."Let me slip my pants down honey." He said. "Then we can lay here and watch the news while you suck on me." I can't do this daddy, I'm cooking." This will just take a few minutes baby. That rice will be another half hour, at least."He put the recliner back more and positioned me so I was laying on my back on top of him with my blouse and skirt pushed up. I was short.