’ ‘What would be your personal role in this? Will you be staying on?’ My mind ran through all the implications of that question. Did she want me...to stay? Did she want me to disappear? If I stayed, would I be the manager? What would our working relationship be? For the first time since we began talking, Ferry looked right at me. Her eyes betrayed nothing, yet I yearned for some spark. Some recognition of what we had. ‘Ferry, I honestly don’t know. My charge was to establish an office here and. He begins to squirm. God Damn, I like that, let's me know he wants it. Wants it in him.... wants ME in him.... I want ME in him. I'm rubbing his asshole, starting to work my finger in... He turns and drops to his knees, pulling down my pants. I'm hard as a fucking rock. My cock nearly slaps him in the face.... before I have time to sigh or even say anything, he's sucking me. God, he was incredible. Best fucking blow jobs I ever had. Good thing the movie was loud, or, someone surely would have. He had lit a fire under her ass and she realized this little power play had failed. He took in the two people, who obviously hadn't expected to be standing outside for an hour. The man was tall, maybe 6'4" or 6'5", and he looked like he had been cut from marble. He wore dark slacks and a light short-sleeved collared shirt.His tan was natural, as were his muscles, Jerry decided. The muscles and the tan came from hours outside working, not a tanning lamp and steroids. The man's face was unlined. Momma was also aware of her sexual soul, something that she thought was lost many years before, awakening once again, with a vengeance since Johnny came into her life. It wasn't lost, it was just buried under years of neglect. In Johnny's arms, she had been reborn. “I'm invoking my fifth amendment right not to answer the question darling, even though everybody knows I'm fucking guilty as charged, your honor”, said Johnny. Momma, barely able to maintain character without bursting into.