“Oh shit…” I sighed. That’s why I had a boner that just wouldn’t quit.“I’ve been a good girl and kept your secret,” to which she rubb...d her jutting belly. “Now Mama need a poking… real… bad…” she said slowly as she unbuttoned her pajama tops revealing the sexy pink split-cup nighty she had gotten as a present underneath. “Can you help me remove my bottoms?,” she then asked innocently as she turned away from me and pointed her ass my way. I smiled, gently grabbed the elastic waistband and. Surely this must be a case of mistaken identity? There must be a guy at school she was lusting after, or maybe even an actor?But her next words removed all doubt.“Fuck me, Mr. Naughton!” she groaned in a hoarse whisper that I could still make out distinctly.That was me, Don Naughton, her employer. There could be no doubt.I closed the video and weighed my options for a few moments. My brain was telling me to fire her. What I’d witnessed could have put my child in danger. What if there’d been an. Then he grabbed my hair and began to maneuver my head over his cock and thrust in and out of my mouth. I could have sworn he was about to cum before he let go of my head. "Can we go inside your place?" he asked me."Yeah, sure" I said, eagerly. We both put our pants back on and headed inside. Once we got to my living room, I grabbed Mike's hand and led him to my bedroom. I was surprised by myself when I pushed the old man back onto my bed. I crawled over him, and slowly undid his pants, pulling. That's assuming there is such a thing as a good lawyer.Anyway, I had the seed money, together with a bank loan that Areeya'sbusiness plan allowed us to get. We paid off everyone who we needed to,and that's a lot over here."She narrowed her eyes as she said this remembering some bad times, Ithink."So we built the bar first, and quickly expanded to build the restaurantto go with it. We wanted to keep the bar and restaurant pretty classywhich we have but we did add another bar down the street.