We disposed of half of the crap, and sold the rest,’ I said, talking to myself, having forgotten that Mr. McMahan was within earshot. ‘Which half...would you like to dispose of, Mr. Driver?’ His question surprised me. I laughed. ‘Who knows what will interest collectors? One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.’ Mr. McMahan looked confused. ‘What should I take to the dumpster?’ he asked. ‘None of it, we’ll hold a yard sale next week, and let the scavengers pick over everything,’ I said, not. I was coming out of a peaceful slumber and I was well on my way to cumming again. I looked down and could see my baby camped out, making a breakfast buffet of my pussy. He took his fingers, spread my lips, and softly licked my hardened clit. “Good morning,” I moaned, as I grabbed his head and held it tight to my mound. His tongue flicked quickly back and forth my sensitive spot and I almost jumped out of my skin. I couldn’t even concentrate on holding his head because I was pulling my. "Bob took the file and left the room, leaving the door open behind him, his normally jaunty step subdued. Neither man felt that the confrontation had gone well, nor could they think of a way to fix it.Brenda cornered him later on at a table in the break room."What happened in there, Rob?" she asked with concern written all over her face. "I've never seen the boss so down, and you both sounded so angry."Rob explained about the warning Bob had given him at the company party and his own reaction. .. Manahan’s.”“Ha, ha, ha Grandma, Dad told me about Duffy Manahan. From what he said to me about him he’s every man’s dream ... has women falling all over him.”“I don’t know about that Corey. And why is your Dad spreading such rumors about my business partner?”“Dad said he and GRANDPA were business partners.”“That’s right Corey but he’s my business partner now. I’ll ask him to come to the game with me. I bet he would enjoy it. We’ve been friends for years.”“Sounds great Grandma. I’m excited.