”“No,” I ordered, an idea erupting in my mind. “No, your mother needs to watch.”She grinned at me.10 AM arrived.Ulrich groaned as he sealed ...p a cardboard box then set down his tape gun on the work bench. His coworkers, men mostly in their early twenties like him, were flowing to the break room. His mother, the head of the shipping department, was already unbuttoning her blouse on her way to join them. She had an eager stride to her steps. Last night, she learned that a mommy should be a slut,. Mrs. Burkle told the stunned former cheerleader and want a- be starlet she was going to spank her right here.Cordelia stuttered, complaining to Fred. ?Fred tell your mom I have to go to the bathroom.? ?Ooo-Woo, I ate too much Thanksgiving Dinner?, Cordelia exclaimed as her stomach cramped. Fred’s mom and her daughter saw right through this ploy. Cordelia wanted to go to the bathroom to avoid her promised spanking. Fred’s Mom to Cordelia. ?No Young Lady?, ?Now that is just us girls here. As soon as the week started he said "this is a lucky week for you" "why?" I asked"because you get to look at my cock for the rest of the week without interruptions" and smiled cockily and waved his cock at me.I didn't know what to say, so I just bent over my books and kept working with my heartbeat rocketing to the sky.The next couple of days were really hard as I couldn't take my eyes off of his cock, its purple head staring back at me like a serpent. One day, while I was in the bath I thought. I was just lucky enough to be the bloke that gave you the good news," he smiled. "I'm glad you liked what you heard. That's plenty good enough for me. Thanks," he finished and walked away from the podium.For all intents and purposes that ended the meeting. There were some wrap-up comments from John, but it was past five before the now-enthusiastic sales staff would let Doogie, Clary or me go. We were bombarded with questions, most of them relating to when they would see the results in the.