Ash seemed friendlier than normal but I did not bother. Saturday and the office was closed and I was working from home with Ash on her computer and I ...lanced up to look at her. She was dressed in a chocolate brown T Shirt and Jeans and had some sort of jacket on her.We finished some personal documentation when her hubby dropped by. We chatted for some time as usual then he informed Ash that he will be late today as his boss had called the staff for an office party. Ash was OK with the idea.. I made three copies at once but I was usually forced to burn four CDs for each novel. I did have enough time to print the labels on the label maker while it worked The labels were self sticking paper but I had the little machine to make them independently of the computer.By the time Dee returned, I had finished six copies of Deacon's Song. The copier was busy working on Gambler's Run. I needed only two copies but I made three just because I could. A little extra and I would be able to sell one. I went over and sat next to her to comfort her, but there were no tears. I put my arms around her shoulders and hugged her. She snuggled in and I rubbed her back a bit and then she rested her hand on my leg. I was aware that my little sundress had risen to my upper thigh and that Cyndi was maneuvering into a dominant position. I found this a bit stimulating and wanted to see how far it would go. I texted Joe “60” which is a code for a rendezvous.Cyndi had crossed her leg over mine and was. "Don't worry, baby! I don't mind! I've got all I can handle right here!" she said, wrapping her fingers lovingly around her son's massive prick. Alex responded by squeezing his mother's firm, round tits and then sliding his hand down over her belly until his fingers disappeared inside her wet, hairy cunt. "But Mom, Alex's your own son!!", cried Cindy helplessly as she watched her mother lean back and place the tip of Alex's immense cock between the open lips of her cunt. "I know honey, but he.