Though Sandra probably was a trophy for me, I didn't ever see her in that way. For me she was only a lovely girl who happened to have more wealthy par...nts than me.After a few months she had problems with the pills and her doctor suggested that she skip them for a while. However, fucking like rabbits and forgetting now and then to have condoms at home could only lead to one thing. Her unexpected pregnancy a few months later caused us to quickly marry as both of us wanted to do that before we had. . Guess I will see you Monday morning then..." Excellent. Oh, Elizabeth... If something significant breaks free, Iwould like to be notified immediately, understood?" Of course Miss Larson... I will do that." Alright then... Well, enjoy your down time. We've got plenty of workhere waiting for you. Good bye..." Good..." And the call was clearly over, I thought the word 'bye' formy own satisfaction. Rude...Janet Larson was an interesting woman, driven, and not likely to be putinto a. Yes I couldn't wait to rub my cock up hard and jackoff I was so nervous it took only a few minutes. It was omly a few days when she came back without warning me and I was in my shirt as I was every day but it wasn't buttoned this time my heart raced and I answered the door. I knew it was her I saw through the peek hole in the door and opened the door standing with my shirt open but covering my cock. she smiling and talking walked right in looking to see my open shirt. We stood again in. Natasha was my mother, and she was someone whom I had been in love with for a long time now. In all this time I had been on the ranch we hadn't really touched each other, here and there sometimes a brushing of hands, on rare occasions, a touch on my shoulder or arm when she wished to call my attention and point out something that she did not understand in the accounts, today had been the first time touching had had a different meaning, in one way had been, but it was not a sort of flirting; as.