Sitting back on her heels, she gave him a pouty look, hoping he would kiss her but he just stared at her. Suddenly without warning, she reached down a...nd grabbed the front of his trousers, her hand gripping his cock, feeling it getting harder in her hand.“You may be saying no but your cock says yes. I think you should listen to it mister sexy man,” she teased him.“Ah…miss…I think…it is time…for you to leave.”“My name is not Miss but Jasmine Rose. Yeah, my mom was crazy about flowers.” Jasmine. Something that I didn't expect was that the way he did it didn't cause me any pain but glorious sensations as he pumped in and out and pressed against my male g-spot. The other guy was enjoying the attention that I was showing his cock.Taking my mouth away from his cock and looking up at Baldy, I gasped at the sight before me. My white pantyhose encase legs on his shoulders with one of my sling backs still on and the other one hanging but moving in unison with his thrusts. I very nearly. She inspected herself thinking, ‘Compared to the so called gorgeous girls in the office, she might be considered plain, but if only they knew what hidden treasures lay underneath her slightly dowdy office clothes.’She stood a modest 5’4” but had slender legs that would never give away her height, slim with a trim, well toned stomach, firm C cup breasts and a smooth freshly waxed mound. She turned and admired her well toned back leading down to a perfectly curved bum that stuck out in a “come. You’ve decided that it makes more sense for you to now stay home and be a stay-at-home mom and let your husband work.Now you’re a mother, daughter and friend. Your whole identity goes away. You no longer work in your career. Now you’re the mom, the wife and the friend. It’s hard to realize that the party is over.Your children grow and you’ve now lost skills from your past career. It’s now time to think about going back to work. What will you do? Life has never stopped. You just stopped.