”He smiled and gave her a noncommittal nod and said, “Why don’t we have a seat here” pointing to the set of coach chairs next to a conference ...able.He sat back before asking, “So, did Sharon mention anything about the position?”Shaking her head no, “She was quite vague when I asked questions about it.”Just then there was a knock on the door followed by Mr. Marberry saying “Come in.”The door opened and Tracy Alexander entered carrying a Manila folder which she handed to Mr. Marberry. “Thanks. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were here for a sore throat or something trivial like that."She just laughed quietly and smiled. "Or a sore pussy." Geez, keep your voice down. Besides, that's as much Ann's fault as mine." Well, yes, that's true. Anyway, what I really meant is, are you feeling any better?" About us, you mean?" Yeah, exactly." Sure, I feel better. I mean, you and I have pretty much run the gamut of relationship emotions this weekend, haven't we?" Are you happy with where. She started to gyrate her hips making her big body shake with all the fat – her breasts were bobbing so was her belly and her thighs. Her ass behind her was actually making wobbly sounds. I went on my knees and reached up to her panties knowing that underneath that nylon was something that I had searched for but now wasn’t sure if I really wanted. She stopped moving and I noticed that her panty crotch had begun to get wet – she wasn’t fooling she was really horny. I looked up at that big black. She changed into a maxi and I wore my usual boxers.“Maa what happened at the theatre…” I tried to say while looking at her.“Beta I’m sorry I did that to you it’s wrong and I got carried away.”“It’s okay maa I understand you have needs, even back at the swimming pool. I understand,” I was speaking with courage.“Beta but I’m your mother…”As she was about to say that I walked towards her and kissed her holding her by the back. This time she responded quickly. She kissed me back and now her tongue.