But about an hour into playing, I could sense him becoming restless, and thinking he wanted to play, I paused the game. As I did, he almost tackled me... kissing me hard as his hands held my face. I let out a slight squeal of surprise but kissed him back. He gave my shoulders a gentle push until I was laying on the ground; he was lying on top of me and resting his hips between my legs.“Hmm,” I hummed as I felt his raging boner against my thigh, “What has you all hot and bothered, Mikey? Do you. ”“Well, he calls you by your first name. Me, too.”“Yeah. But we asked him to, and he’s not so young anymore. The twins, on the other hand...”“So, you want them to call the new hire ‘Mrs. Smith,’ or something. I can see your point, or Jim’s point.” For all of him, they could call her anything but ‘mommy.’“And that means we call her that, too. After all, we’re talking about an authority figure -- for the boys, not for us.”“Well, I’m not sure names influence whether boys that age obey. They obey. From my angle, I could just see when he was pulled back how he filled her. Her lips were gripping his shaft and I could tell this was working for her. I cleared my throat and walked in."What the hell is this," I said delivering my line in what I was sure was an Oscar worthy performance.Bill looked genuinely scared. He practically jumped off her and turned toward me with his bright pink dick wet and pointing. Maria took her cue."Stop, there is no need to fight," she said, ignoring the fact that. I said sure, gave him my address and he said hed be there at eight. I decided to dress a little sexy, since the man already had seen me in a mini skirt often. I wore a black cocktail dress, that was low cut and showed off my DD breasts well. I wore a pair of lacy panties, with a matching bra, and knee high leather boots. Nick picked me up right at eight. He commented on how sensual I looked. I asked him where we were going, and he said that he wanted to show me his house. This made me a little.