You have been a perfect gentleman Max,” Max then asked at the end of lunch if Gwen would be interested in dinner later, at a seafood place he noticed on his drive in. Gwen said absolutely to that. Max still had one more presentation to give and it was about the hardware he uses for his voice software. That presentation went well, and he noticed Gwen intently listening to his words. At the end of the day, Gwen came up to him and told him how great he sounds. During his presentation, Gwen was also thinking if she may get to enjoy his hardware at some point this week. She was extremely horny and she did like him enough to bed him later, if they both wanted that. Max was showering and all he could think about was Gwen, and how nice she is and how pretty she was. He also wondered why she just didn’t divorce her husband and move on with her life. As he showered, his cock grew, but he decided against cumming then, just in case he and Gwen could have carnal knowledge with each other later. He did shave his groin area, for just in case they did decide to play later. Most women he had been with loved the look. He did stop at the gift shop, which sold flowers and got a small bouquet of flowers for her. Meanwhile, Gwen too was in the shower, and she too was shaving her private area, in hopes that Max would be her lover that evening. As she finished, she couldn’t help but start rubbing her lips and clit, exciting herself to an orgasm, thinking about his hard cock, slipping in and out of her. Max knocked on her door a little past 7 and when she answered, he was quite pleased at her attire. We shake hands and he goes back into the maze of offices. "You are one in a million, Mom." I asked, failing to look at her. He can do whatever he likes. It was so quiet. About the end of his first year in residence, Maria gave birth to his son, named after him. I’m sure she saw the disappointment on my face. My folks wouldn't be home from work for a couple hours and he would be long gone by then. I twirled around a few times. Amazingly, it felt good and I felt my arousal rise. At the sports center we played miniature golf and had several people watching us. You see, I was a Mart man, and you can’t keep the Big K waiting. I really don't want things to get ugly if he has a problem with it.”
That I would get some sort of hail Mary. I was at least still working at her. I didn't have Mrs. Elliston's number. I scrolled through my contacts. I switched over to Facebook. She didn't have a profile that I could find, but there was Clint's. We were friends, to my surprise. I friended a lot of people from school. I opened Messenger. “I need to talk to your mom,” I sent. “Need her advice. She knows what it's about.” Not long after we arrived at the office, my mom vanished into her office, Clint answered, “She's busy being a mother.” “Fuck,” I muttered. Maria was going to win. Maria Reenburg I was going to win. I dressed perfectly for my first day as an intern. I'd brushed my blonde hair until it spilled in golden waves around my face. I went subtle with my makeup, a schoolgirl look with just a hint of sensuality to it. My blouse was low cut and pink. I buttoned it tight to mold to my breasts, the silk caressing my skin. I had a thin bra beneath, letting my nipples poke out before me. My skirt was short and flaring around me. I looked professional, but I also had a flirtiness to it. I went with three inch heels, nothing spectacular, but to make my toned, tanned legs look gorgeous. Daddy stared at my legs on the entire drive to his office in the capitol building. I waited for Daddy to get settled in to his office before I made the kill. I put the carafe of coffee on the silver tray along with a white coffee cup, bowl of sugar, and a saucer of cream. I beamed as I sauntered to his office, my hips swaying. Molten passion flowed from my pussy, soaking my dainty thong. “Coffee, Daddy?” I asked, entering his office. He did not own me. I was my own person. “It was Keythivak,” Zanyia said. She was such a hoe for white cock. “Nothing like tight, hot, young cunt wrapped around your cock,” Mom groaned. “They're almost upon us,” Sam said, her voice sounding brittle. She forced her face closer to his hairy crotch base, gagging herself, dying to swallow all of his cock meat. "A week sound fair?"
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