Both to her as campaign manager were very worthy reasons to answer.Trish was chosen to manage the campaign and keep Heather on point. She hadn't been ...etted as closely as Bob would have liked, but he trusted his wife's judgment. The women had been schoolmates and friends for years. However, Heather knew that Trish was the right person for the job.This time, it was Bob calling."Right," Heather smiled at the phone as she picked it up. "It's Bob. He's probably wondering if I've eaten dinner yet.. I twist my body to face him and casually walk around the chair, my nails gently scr****g along his neck as I walk. I straddle him, his hard cock is pressing against my pussy through his trousers. I grind into him...I return to stand with my back to him, circling my hips as I start to remove my black silk brassiere and place my arm to cover my 32D breasts, my left hand slides down stomach and into my damp, silk panties. I bite down on my lip as my fingers gently rub over my hard little nub.I. Kathy pushed the emergency stop and the elevatorresumed its journey. Patricia said, "We know your secret now Chrissy, Ithink it's actually cute, a man getting in touch with his feminineside."We got to the next floor and luckily there was no one to take theelevator. Patricia pushed the foyer button and the elevator started onits downward journey. We reached the foyer and the girls exited theelevator and I followed them down to the underground garage. I went tomy Ford Pinto. Kathy drove a Ford. ”I walked back to our table with the drinks and we started chatting. It was nice to be seen out with a beautiful woman, and even if she was my mother nobody else in the bar knew that. We had another drink, then another, I had switched to Diet Coke but my mom stayed with the Pinot Noir. At about 10.45 p.m. the Barman came over to us and asked us if we wanted one for the road as he was closing in a few minutes. He said that as it was my birthday the drinks would be on the house. We decided to.