Which is where Martha comes into the story.She was my last interview. I took one look, and had to fight to complete the interview. She was so beautifu..., I could have stared at her all day. I hate to say it, but she would have had the job regardless of qualifications.Ah, but her qualifications...She had attended the same school I had, and came complete with a letter of recommendation from my old economics professor. Her senior project was one with which I was very familiar.Needless to say, she. “You did this long before we got back together?” she wondered.“Yeah,” I admitted.“The color looks familiar. It’s the same as my old car used to be, isn’t it?”“Yeah,” I nodded.“So, this is some kind of tribute, is it?”“Yeah,” I said again.She stepped to me, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me the way she had when we were making love. Out of the corner of my eye, I could just see Mike grinning.“You never forgot, did you?”“Not for a second,” I said.“I’m going to marry this guy, Mike. He got. “Kevin? Are you still here?” she yelled. She called his name over and over. But the office was totally empty. She was alone. Suddenly, she was very angry. She gathered her clothes quickly and padded to the bathroom to put herself back together. Where had he gone? Why was he hiding? Why did he leave? She hadn’t thought he was like that. She thought that he really gave a damn. Fuck him! The least he could have done was stayed with her for a few. “I lovefucking. It feels so good having a cock buried in mypussy…”She kissed me again before pulling me out of the water.Spreading out her large towel, she pushed me down on it.She straddled me and sank her tight pussy around mycock, groaning.“Damn, you’re big…”Monica/mom began to move up and down on my cock.Slowly at first, until her pussy seemed to open. Thenshe rode my cock faster.As I looked up at my future mother fuck me, I realized Iwas falling.