EXTRACT FOR Stepmother (S.L. Hendrickson) 
"Are you going to get me fired?"
Stephan leaned back in his chair and looked her over wondering if it was actually possible.
"Why would I do that?"
She stood there with a dumbfounded look on her face.
"Is it because you were a P.I.A?"
"A what?"
"A pain in the ass when I was in high school."
"I know we had our problems in the past. Your father was very demanding. He wanted me to be Martha Stewart, but I couldn't do it. I'm sorry if I took it out on you."
"I will think about it, good-bye."
Of course, he couldn't help but check her out as she left, watch those sweet cheeks work under the dress. He sighed because he wanted to slam his cock into her, wanted to take her completely, fuck every hole. He envisioned her arms and legs secured with chains, and he would ram his cock into every hole, and she would be helpless and have to take his load.
Since it was Friday, all the other lawyers were gone by noon. Stephan stayed until five because it was his first week. When he walked through the lobby, it was dark. He walked across the building foyer and to the door that led to the underground parking garage. He heard someone below, and in a few moments could see Vivian one level below. By the time he got to the garage, she was just a few feet ahead of him. There was no plan in his mind but what happened next was inevitable. She got into the car, and a few moments later; Stephan opened up the passenger-side door and got in. She had such a look of shock on her face again. She put up her hand as if he was going to hit her.
"You know it's hard growing up when the sexiest woman you have ever seen is your stepmother."
Her dress went up showing those incredible thighs. She put down her hand, and he put his hand on her leg then up under the dress, and into the small panties. She had that look of shock on her face again. She put her hand on his arm but had no intention of stopping him once he started working her clit. In college, there was an older woman in her fifties that had gone back to school to get her MBA. He spent many hours between her legs learning how to manipulate the clit. Vivian was grunting now because he was working it hard and it was turning him on so he worked it harder. She leaned over to kiss him, but he ran his thumb over the lips.
"No, this mouth is not for kissing."
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