My cousin, who was in a college near our city, got stuck here. So he started living with us.His name is Raj, and in relation, my parents were mama and... mami to him. Raj was given the guest room. It was right in front of my room, and my parents’ room was just next to mine down the hall.It was the starting of lockdown. Everyone had a lot of work, from household chores to sanitizing the doors and handles and every item that came from outside. By the end of March, it became monotonous, and everybody. I felt her gasp as I went balls deep, and thrust deep inside as I felt her orgasm build. Soon her pussy was rippling away around my cock. I thought about how I'd previously come inside her, and that image, combined with the way her pussy was gripping me soon set me off. But this time I wanted to see it. I waited until the point of no return and then I pulled out until just the head of my cock was inside her hole. I felt her pussy contract around it just as my juices started jetting out, she. Sleep didn't come easily. I kept looking for somebody who wasn't there. I got up the next morning, had a bowl of cereal and headed to work. During the day I thought about Cindy, remembered her tests today, hoped, expected her to do well. Left work early. Things just didn't feel right. Got back to the park before Cindy's bus showed up.Walked into the office to see Helen for my mail."No mail, Dan," she said. But I had a conversation with Donna today." Oh, yeah?" Yeah. You know that Cindy gets up. ”“That’s right,” Cheryl nodded, looking pleased.“I do have one question.” She nodded for me to proceed. “Why do you need an executive assistant if you already have a secretary?”“Secretary?” She looked confused. “What do you mean?”“Liz,” I said, glancing back towards her on the couch. She winked at me. “Is she not?” I looked back at Cheryl and felt the heat rising in my face as I realized my assumption was wrong.“Elizabeth — who might be better known to you as Ms. Holman — is my Executive Vice.