Yvonne pulled from our kissing. I could see it in her eyes and feel it through our link: it was time to start removing clothes. She pulled up and my s...hirt was off. I reached down and started fumbling with her skirt, but without seeing what I was doing, I couldn't tell if there was a zipper, a series of buttons or what. She turned around in my arms and let me see what I was doing. Her skirt hit the floor. Her panties were a white thong. I knew she liked having more than just her mouth and pussy. Brenda finally pushed the office door open enough that she could peek inside. What she saw made her nipples grow instantly hard and her pussy clench in arousal. The cheerleading sponsor, Susan Phillips had left cheering practice that afternoon quite a bit earlier than the girls and left Brenda in charge to run everyone through their drills. Now Brenda could see why Susan had been in such a big hurry; apparently she'd had a rendezvous planned with some of the jocks and some of the other female. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he informed me that one of his friend’s wife was desperately looking for a job and asked me if I could help out in any way. I asked him to share my number with the concerned person and I will do whatever possible. Having said that, I completely forgot about the conversation and was completely immersed myself in the work.After a couple of days I got a call from an unknown number which as usual I ignored. But the calls persisted. This ticked me off and I. " Okay, mom," I said, feeling a tad light-headed myself."You coming?" What!" I asked surprisingly. "You want me to sleep with you?"Mom paused for a couple of seconds before giving me a light chuckle, "No, silly boy. I meant for you to go to your room."I sighed, "No, I think I want just to sit here and enjoy the tree for a bit." Okay. Goodnight then," she replied and slowly staggered her way up the stairs.I sat and looked at the tree but couldn't shake the words, "You coming?" from my mind and.