The mud now stains my stocking clad calves and has turned my shoes intotwo giant brown blobs of heavy mud. "Michelle step out of the mud andstand bef...re us on the walkway". I struggle to step out...the coatinggrowing with every step i take...lifting myself before both ofyou....mud oozes off both my shoes and ankles. " Michelle look atyou...what do you think Aunt Joann thinks of a girl that allows this tohappen to herself". I hang my head in shame....Oh Mother i am so sorryfor. ”“No, that’s not going to be used for a few more weeks,” she said.“I figured it would keep me out of the way,” I said. “I’m doing a videoconference with ‘Voz del Mundo’ first. Then I have The Professor from eight to eleven.”“Don’t forget to eat,” Veronica said.I patted my stomach above my right arm.“I always remember to eat,” I said.My videoconferences went smoothly (far more smoothly than I’d expected) and things were starting to move forward in San Diego.Veronica offered me an apple as I. I need to have a quick word.” I jumped down from my desk in my nude, stocking clad feet, pulling down my navy blue pencil skirt as I sashéd through my office door and the cubicles to his office. I raised my hand to knock at the door. It opened as my hand followed, smacking my boss in the face. Well that wasn't meant to happen. “Shit, Sam. I am so sorry!” I fussed over him but he dismissed my efforts in checking his face ‘claiming’ he was fine. “It’s a good job I like you, Nicole,” he said. What i saw stunned me. There she stretched on the chair . She was stroking her pussy legs spread wide apart her pussy was so wet her juice ran down her thighs. Fuck i wished he was there!At the side of the chair she had a glass of orange juice, and floating within a few ice cubes. As she massaged her pussy with her right hand her left groped for the ice in the glass. She found a large chunk of ice and rubbed it against her throbbing nipples, she groaned deeply fuck! She cummed she shook and.