I asked if she was thirsty, It was a rather a warm afternoon. "yes" she said. I will have some water. I asked if she would like to come into my garage... where I had a stockpile of water. She proceeded after me and remarked about how lovely my home was. I looked into her eyes more deeply as I handed her the water. I could see desire in them. She was not in any hurry, so, I gave her a lounge chair that I was about to place on my backyard deck. She asked if she could see the back yard so, we. I know Helen noticed this, but she said nothing. After a while, I removed my hand from her breast. It had been nearly 20 minutes and I couldn't take any more, so I excused myself to the men's room where I took out my cock and after a stroke or two, fired several streams of hot spunk into the urinal. After a few minutes, my erection subsided and I went back out to the office where Helen was placing the printed contract on my desk. As she bent over my desk, I grabbed her ample rear, squeezing and. It was for a few weeks and it was so fun!So, anyway, on my first day, I thought I should dress really professional and stuff. So, I got a knee-length black skirt and black high heels (I was soooooo tall!). Then I found a white blouse and a black sport jacket. I even wore my hair up in a bun!My mom showed me around and introduced me to everyone. They were all so nice! The last person I met was Ms Red, who I was to work with for the next few weeks. I call her that cuz she had the reddest hair. Jordan never understood my self-image problems, even though she knew I had them. For that matter, I didn't understand them.Jordan's face softened. "She'll be back any minute now. Can I make a suggestion?"I shrugged. "Sure." First, be yourself. Don't try anything you wouldn't normally do," she said in the most reasonable tone."You do realize that includes hanging out with her, right?" I asked."You've already talked to her," she said, exasperated. "Does she treat you like those kids in your home.