As much as she wanted to say no as she had actually been looking forward to the day off it being her birthday, she knew that wisdom would prevail as s...he did need the money. ‘I guess I don’t have much of a choice then.’ ‘Much as I don’t have a choice but watch the three of you waste time rather than do the job at least one of you is being paid to do.’ Sharon felt her heart drop at the ice in Maxwell’s tone. She had learned very quickly not to piss him off and right now he sounded like pissed on. I was looking for something and i saw her,her tits,i imediatly got hard and with no one else in the house i put down my pants an start to rub my cock.i was masturbathing for a few minutes and she stand up and got inside the house.i was pissed beacause i didn't finish but she appers in a room in whick i can see and put down her pantsand start's tu rub her pussy.she gets from the wardrobe a toy she puts it in her pussy and goes on and play with it when i play with my dickshe continues for a few. She looked at the long bar stretching my pants. Her hand came up and touched the bulge. She stood up and said, "I'll be there." I watched her ass bobble as she left the office.I quickly sat down at my desk and waited until I was sure she had left our offices. I pushed the intercom button on my phone. "Gail, could you come in here." Sure, John, I'll be right there."She walked in and I motioned her to lock the door. She gave me a surprised look, then a look of understanding. She stood by the door. A light snapped on in my head. Dad warned me months ago that forgiveness would be the hardest part. Sure, I forgave her for leaving. I forgave her for whatever happened with the Slimy Dick. For walking out on us. But that one night when she’d knelt in front of me, I’d never let go. I’d withheld her pet name ever since—never used it again. Cruel. Vindictive. Punishing her. And myself. Stupid fucking son-of-a-bitch! My special pet name for her. “My Kitten. Oh, Kate, I love you. I’m so sorry.”“Do.