I looked at her face, looking for any sign she was going to cry. Instead, her face looked resolute. She continued pushing me until my butt hit the edg... of the counter behind me. Without warning, she sank to her knees in front of me, yanking my shorts and underwear down with her as she went. I almost came right then watching my sexy mom, her sweater and bra pushed crudely above her breasts, on her knees in front of me. She stared wide-eyed as my erection bobbed in front of her. The tip of my. Totally sissified! But, I had little time to analyze my appearance, as I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to the door, the high heels causing me to wiggle my hips in a very feminine walk.As I opened the door, I stood behind it, so no passers-by could see me, but still allowing my 'guests' to enter. "No, no, sissy-boy", I heard Jennifer's voice say, "This is no way to greet your guests. Come out from behind the door and greet us!"I was a nervous wreck, what if one of the other hotel. “If you find any reason in my professional conduct that causes you dissatisfaction. All you have to do is say it open and straight forward. I live by the rules and you are my superior officer. You can dismiss me, even ask me to quit and I do it without hesitation. I want and must be held accountable for all I do, but if I am treated like a schoolboy without respect by a specimen that makes me wonder how he and I could possibly serve the same fleet then what chance does an Ensign or Star-man. She held it in her hands until my non-ejaculatory orgasmic moment had passed. Once my breathing died down, she released my cock. “Very good,” she said. “We'll give your cock a break. Don't want you to cum just yet. So who do you want to drink from next?” Sheila smiled. I motioned to her. Becca nodded, and I quickly walked over to Sheila. She lay down on her back and pulled her miniskirt up. “Rip my spankies open,” Sheila ordered. “What?” I replied. “I love it when guys tear my clothes.