It was Monday and Mom had apparently already left for work. I’d woken up with barely enough time to grab a quick shower, throw on some clothes and r...ce off to get to my morning class. It wasn’t like her to leave without waking me up. I started to worry that my foolish actions had managed to ruin everything on our first day. Before leaving, I’d noticed a note with a list of things Joel needed to fix, written in Mom’s handwriting on the fridge.When I finally made it to class, the fear of Mom. You pull it up and over your head in one motion. You didn't wear a bra so now you're standing there naked from the waist up. The porch is open and completely exposed to the street. You look around. With the light from the porch you are exposed to the world. Because of the light you can't see past a few short feet beyond the porch. You reach down and unbutton your shorts and slide them down your hips and then step out of them. You open the door and drop the clothing inside. All you have on now. “Oh god, so bad,” I responded. “What would you do in order to cum?” “Anything,” I said. “Anything?” she asked. “Yes, anything. Just please don’t stop,” I begged. But she backed away from my throbbing cock and stood up. I was distraught; I had never needed to cum so badly in my entire life. She had gotten me so close. Why couldn’t she just finish me off? She stood over me, and I took in her sexy body. She was unreal in how attractive she was. “Okay,” she said. “I’ll let you cum if you do one. ‘I’ll admit,’ said Bridgette, ‘that when I had your job I had one hell of a crush on Harry. For the first month or so that I worked here I did everything I could to seduce him.’ ‘And did you?’ Gloria asked. ‘Girl,’ said Bridgette with a sly grin, ‘we’re talking about Harry Brinkton, here.’ Gloria laughed and said, ‘You’re right. Silly question.’ Then Gloria looked at Bridgette and asked earnestly, ‘Do you mind if I ask you something personal?’ ‘You mean more personal than we’re already being?’.