I tried to emulate her, putting on the dress Darla had picked out for me. It was kind of a yellow color, like mustard, and sort of sexy if it had been...on someone else. It had made the mannequin look pretty hot, but once I got it home and put it on, it just looked okay. I had to fight down my emotions then, since being jealous of a mannequin in a department store was just going to put me on some sort of medication, I was sure.I was wearing it now though, at Darla's insistence. She zipped me up. I'm getting close to cumming. My cock starts to twitch and throb. He stops. "Why did you stop?" It's your turn. I was in shock but he did it so here goes nothing. I started sucking my friends cock. After not too long he grabbed his mom's panties and pushed my mouth off just as he blew his load. "So, why can't I finish"? He says I will and takes his dirty pair back to the laundry dry pile. He comes back in and gets on his knees and tells me to stand up. I did, and he started sucking me like he. "Of course I'm not going to let her go. I came over to assure her that we view her as a friend as well as an employee. Maria has a self esteem problem and I hope to make her feel more comfortable with us as well as with herself."Pat's face literally beamed with relief after hearing my words. "Oh Mr. Sam, that is so good to hear sir. I myself was even a little concerned. Maria told me she had talked to you on the phone while I was out and that she had said something to offend you sir. She's been. In a way I felt awful for his girlfriend but he was unhappy with her and just didn’t have the balls to leave her. He enjoyed the excitement just as much - if not more - as I did. He’d been with her a couple of years now, and I had been single in that time, bar a couple of dead end boyfriends. I craved sex, and he craved adventure. I wouldn’t deny him that. Just thinking about what we had done turned me on so much and I wanted more of him. I wanted to feel him inside me once more. At that.