Her whole body quivered as she neared her brink. "S... sir... I... I... Ohhhh!" she whimpered. He knew she was close. "Please... sir." "Not just yet,"...he said, pulling his sticky fingers from her. Amy groaned her dismay at being left unsatisfied. But her protests were left unanswered as he got up from the table, He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the foot of the stairs. "Now get upstairs and put on the rest of this outfit. We have to get going. I want to get back here before it gets. I know it wont be much but she wont be able to access it without me knowing about it.I figured we could take a shower, and I could let her use a real bathroom as she did not look like she liked the bucket idea. I take the rope that ties her to the ground and after a few minutes of fighting with it I managed to untangle the knotted mess. It didn't take to long as a few knots were already undone but looks like she had given up after a few knots. I then take the rope out of the anchor and gently. "You look outstanding today. But seriously this is a professional office. I don't want my important clients coming in here and the first impression they get is a whore house. I've told you about Business Attire. That shirt is not close to appropriate." he sternly lectured. He did not use a tone or look of anger, but of disappointment. "I gave you this job out of the benevolence of my heart and you come in here on a very important day with such disregard to one of the simple things I ask of you.. She seemed to be taking her time and I watched as she rubbed moisturizer over her body. Her hands slid over her body, making sure to spread the cream over every inch of her body. I could not help but groan and she stopped and turned to face the door. It was too late, she had caught me.I watched as she walked over to the door and pulled me into her room. Without saying anything, mother gave me a peck on the lips before getting to her knees and taking my cock into her mouth. Mom started to suck.