” Mrs Henson said. “So it’s your daughter’s fault Maura realized what she might be missing out on?”“Yeah, if not that night, Emmy took him...on a couple of dates to say she was sorry.” He shook his head.“Oh? Has Emmy still not said anything?” Mrs Henson asked about the potential father.“No, she hasn’t.” Mr Zucker looked at the door to the observation rooms. “But I’m sure I already ruled out all of the boys she’s dated or befriended elsewise.”“Well, if it is Adam,” Mrs Henson said. “He’ll try to. And im not even close to coming, so i have an idea" She stopped pumping to listen to me. "I know this might be over the line, but i was thinking it could work for both of us, if you lie on your back and i could like-" She finished my sentence for me"You wanna titfuck me?" "Uhh...yeah, because you know, your wrist wont be sore and ill just do all the work and" once again, i couldn't finish my sales pitch, she stood up, lay down on the floor and reached for the lube."Well, come on, big boy" She. OMG she winked at? me!!! I tried not to lose my mind, but thereshe was, in her pajamas, long flannel pants, bare feet, and an button downtop, opened about half way down her chest, showing tons of cleavage, whichshe had to show. Her hair was ruffled, but she looked adorable. And she hadjust flirted with me? Oh I was in heaven. But I had brought a surprise? ?Here,? I offered her what I had behind my back. It was a dozen long stemroses, all red, all beautiful. It had cost me the rest of the money. Grace was a very flirtatious person so it was hard to tell if she just enjoyed my attention or reciprocated it. It was all a part of the torture leading up to today- I slowly but surely convinced myself to tell her.One evening she invited me over to her place for a talk about a work project and a catch up. We hadn't really talked outside of work since before Halloween. When I arrived she had handed me a very large glass of wine and I jokingly asked if she was trying to get me drunk. She didn't.