‘Sorry!’ ‘No problem! Want a beer instead?’ ‘Sure,’ she answered, and then looked away toward the skier on the lake. He relieved her of th... glass, and replaced it with a cold beer. ‘Enjoy!’ She tipped the bottle up and took a long swallow. ‘Mmmmm! Cold!! Good!’ She smiled at him, and then went back to watching the skier do turns on the lake. He went back to daydreaming. The lunch date had been a disaster. He’d been late, and he’d been filthy. She took one look at him, in his work clothes, and. He didn’t seem to want to stop pleasuring me and I had absolutely no problem with that. He licked and suckled and nibbled until my body shook with orgasm. Then he stood, absolute arousal in his eyes, and kissed me deeply. I could taste myself on him and moaned softly, placing my hand over the hard lump in his pants. He groaned and I undid his zipper and slipped my hand in, meeting with the cool fabric of silk boxers. Silk undergarments? I thought. Damn, this guy is sexy as hell... With perfect. I figured if I caught something to eat mom wouldn't be as mad at me when I did get home. This day, I started out early. Everybody was in school at 9 am so I headed down to the docks. Through the bush and down over the railroad tracks and across the old road. It was a nice hot sunny day, perfect for relaxing and cathing fish. I sat on some rocks right beside a place called Tullock Fishing. I dangled a line in the water and let the rip tide take it out further. Boy was I ever hungry. My. “Uh, fine. Whatever makes you comfortable,” I reply. “I’ll leave my door open. Just come inside and lock it behind you.” she says. “Sounds like a plan,” says the happiest boss in the world. And that was that. The rest of the day was all business as usual and of course I couldn’t get a single ounce of work done. I was happier than a fat kid with cake… and ice cream. The big day arrived and it took forever for noon to arrive. Seriously, the slowest.. day.. ever. Strangely, we never once talked.