My name is Tom Costly. I just turned 16. We have a few more months of school until summer. As most teenagers I needed some sending money. I was looking for a job but not really looking. If I found one okay and If I didn’t well that was okay also with me. Mom was some kind of a big shot where she works. I don’t know really if this is true or not, but she makes all of us at home think she is. So, when she came home one day telling me about a job opportunity for me where she works. My ears perked up and I listen.

Mom (Kim Costly): “We are looking for High School students who are 18 years old. Who is interest in going into the business world. We want to mentor a few, giving them a jump start before college.”

Me: “Sounds great mom but only one problem. I’m only 16.”

Mom grinning from ear to ear: “I know, I got with my boss (Mr. Jeff Snapp). He told me if you really wanted the job he will try and pull some strings and get you in.”

I just look at her as she smiles at me, thinking. This job just jumped in my lap if I get it. I be a fool not to take, finally: “Okay, I’ll take it.”

Mom is hardly able to control herself handing me some paperwork. She must have known I would take the job: “You need to fill out this application and I’ll turn it in tomorrow. If you need any help, just ask.” So, I filled out the paperwork with her help. She turned it in the next day.

A week later I received a call from mom’s place of work letting me know I had a position with the company if I still wanted it. Of course, I said yes. During dinner that night: “I got the job at your company mom!!”

Mom: “I knew you would get it.”

Dad: “How will this work with school?”

Mom: “He’ll come into work after school and work for a few hours. When school is out, he will work at least 32 hours a week.”

Dad: “Got it. Just as long as you know young man. School comes first.”

Me: “Yes sir.”

On my first day of work there were six of us who got on. They had all of us in a room with a few large round tables. The six of us found a seat. Mrs. Keller walks into the room, wow she was absolutely stunning. Shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes and she look fit as a fiddle. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she explained how their high school program work. After they explain everything, they gave us each a bunch of paperwork to fill out. While filling out all the paperwork, so we could get paid I glanced around at the others sitting with me. They were all obviously older than me. I wondered if being only 16 would be a problem. As we sat there filling out the paperwork, we all small talk with each other. This is when I found out that we all got selected because we each knew someone who worked there. After each of us turn our paperwork in someone escorted us to where we will be working.

I was the last person to turn my paperwork in. Mrs. Keller looked at me as she looked over my paperwork: “I’m not sure how you got a job here. You must be 18 years old and you’re only 16. Hmm, oh I see your mom is Kim Costly. She must have pulled some strings. I also see you will be working with Mr. Snapp.”

I just look at her and did not say anything. I knew who Mr. Snapp was. He was my mom’s boss. She smirks: “Follow me Tom Costly.” I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass as I follow her. She took me up to Mr. Snapp’s office.

As we enter Mr. Snapp’s office, Mrs. Keller: “Hi Lacy.” Who was another stunning woman. “This is Tom Costly. He is part of the high school program. He’s here to work with Mr. Snapp. Remind Mr. Snapp this young man is only 16.”

Mrs. Lacy Pitcher (Mr. Snapp’s secretary) looks me up and down: “Thanks Wendy for dropping him off. I got him now.” Mrs. Keller smiles at me as she exits the room. Mrs. Pitcher continues: “Have a seat. I’ll let Mr. Snapp know you’re here.”

About 30 minutes later Mr. Snapp came out of his office: “So this is Mr. Tom Costly. Come on follow me.” I just smiled standing up following him into his office.

He went back behind his desk sitting down. He looks at me as he chuckled. Mr. Snapp: “Okay kid I’m not really sure why I let your mom talk me into bring you on broad. I really don’t have anything for you to do. You have to be 18 to do anything here. Since I did hire you, you’re going to be my gofer. You might pick up a few things on the way. While you’re here you will sit on the couch over there. Listen in and soak up all you can. Anything you see or hear in this office or around me if you’re with me cannot be repeated. I don’t need rumors getting out. A lot of things I talk about with people most likely will never happen. I might talk about someone good or bad, might even be about your mom. You need to be totally loyal and never repeat a word to anyone. Even to your mom. Understand?”

Me: “Yes sir.”

Mr. Snapp: “First thing I want you to do is read over all of the companies polices. Start with the dress code and work your way thru the rest.”

Me: “Yes sir.”

I sat down on the couch and opened the employee handbook and started to read. As I read thru the handbook, I got to the dress code policy, I found out my mom and a few other female employees were not following the dress code. The women were to wear business type dresses. Most of the men were following the dress code. I soon realize that I will have to buy me some new slacks and dress shirts. I also notice that Mr. Snapp wasn’t enforcing the dress code.

Over the next couple days, I was enjoying working with Mr. Snapp for the few hours each week. I did pay attention to what was going on. I was picking things up. I never started a rumor from what I heard, kept my mouth shut, even when mom asked me about my day. I did learn really fast that what’s true today may not be true tomorrow.

School was finally out, and it was my first full day working at mom’s company. Mom seems to be really excited about going into work today. I wasn’t sure why, but I suspected something was up.

As I walk into Mr. Snapp’s office Mrs. Keller: “Mr. Snapp is no longer with the company. I need you to grab a few of those boxes over there so we can pack up his things. We need to have it done by lunch time.” Me: “Yes ma.am” As I walk over to where the boxes were laying, I ask: “What happened to him?”

She looks at me: “I’m not really sure. He got a call from his boss right after you left for the day. When he was done with the phone call all he said to me was it was great working with you. At first, I thought I was fired. He smiled at me and told me it wasn’t me but him who was fired.”

Me: “Oh, who is going to take his place?”

Mrs. Keller: “I don’t know. Everyone is hoping it’s your mom.” Nothing else was said as both of us began to pack up Mr. Snapp’s things. Now I know why mom seem so happy this morning.

After lunch a large man walks into the office. He looks to be 6’ 2”. He had wide shoulders and large hands. He had thick brown wavy hair. He looks to be in great shape.

He looks at Mrs. Keller: “I’m Mr. Snapp’s replacement, My name is Mr. Mike Sims.”

Mrs. Keller: “Glad to meet you sir. I’m Mrs. Wendy Keller.”

He nodded and looked at me with powerful brown eyes. It was as if he could see right through me: “Who are you?”

Me. “I’m Tom Costly sir.”

Mrs. Keller: “We have a high school program in which we hire a few high school students to mentor. Mr. Snapp hired Tom. He was his mentor.”

Mr. Sims: “Okay. Mrs. Keller as I walk around the building, I notice a few people were not complying with the dress code. Send out an e mail to everybody This is not acceptable. All company polices will be followed. Including the dress code. Plus, I want a meeting at 4 with all of the department heads.”

Mrs. Keller: “Yes sir.”

Mr. Sims: “Follow me young man.” I got up and follow him into his office.

After he sat at his desk: “I’m going to be up front with you Tom. You’re only 16, I’m not sure why Jeff hired you. I’ll be looking into it. You may lose your job with us, depends on what I find out. In the meantime, I want you to make sure the name on this office is changed to my name.” He gave me a list of things he wanted me to do.

Me: “Yes sir.”

I left the office and went to maintenance to make sure Mr. Snapp’s name was removed and Mr. Sims name was added. I returned to Mr. Sims’s office after I finish all of the tasks, he had given me. He sent me home for the rest of the day. I rode into work with mom that morning. Since it was early, I walk home. We live in a small town. I only had a six-mile walk. Same walk I had to do when I was in school if I couldn’t catch a ride with one of the guys from high school who got on the program.

When mom finally got home, she was very upset. Dad made dinner for us. When we sat for dinner dad had enough sense not to ask mom what was wrong. Mom finally starts talking: “I don’t understand why I didn’t get Mr. Snapp’s position. I should have gotten it. This Mr. Sims is a company man. He is forcing us to comply with all of the companies’ policies.” Dad and I just sat there listening to mom vent. The next day I rode in with mom. I had gotten a copy of the dress code and read it last night. Males had to wear slacks and dress shirt. A suit and tie if you had a meeting with a client. Women had to wear business dresses. Mom was in slacks and blouse today.

Mr. Sims had me go with him to his morning meeting with his department heads. I didn’t sit at the table but in a chair that was up against the wall along the side of the table. Mom notices me and just gave me a weird look. I just listen in as each department head briefs Mr. Sims. He would ask questions and they would answer. I notice Mr. Sims was getting upset. He seems to know more what was going on in each department than the department heads. I know mom was a good manager, but she was acting dumb for some reason.

Mr. Sims finally stops the meeting: “Seems as if you all want to give me a bad impression today. One, you show up to work not following the dress code. Then you act like you don’t know what is going on in your departments. Hopefully whatever is bugging you will pass. Hopefully we can have a productive meeting tomorrow.” With that he stood up and left the room.

I return to Mr. Sims office shortly after he did.

Mr. Sims: “That meeting was a waste of time. Tom from what I’ve heard your mom is one of the best around. If that’s true, do you know why she is acting like she knows nothing about her department. Plus, I know each and every one of the department heads received a copy of the polices. I’ll give them some time to get their act together.”

I wasn’t sure if he wanted me to comment or if he was just venting. He kept looking at me, I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t know if I would slip up and say something that would get my mom in trouble. Mr. Sims: “Well Tom if this is going to work, you’re going to have to commutate better than sitting there like a lump on a log.”

Me: “Sir all I know is mom was upset last night. She thought she should have gotten Mr. Snapp’s position. Hopefully that’s not the reason she is acting the way she is.”

Mr. Sims: “I can understand that. Still not a good reason.” His phone rang and I just want back daydreaming while he was on the phone. When he got off the phone, he gave me a few tasks to do. At least he was giving me things to do not like Mr. Snap.

When I finish my tasks and return to Mr. Sims office, he: “You’re doing a good job at getting things done young man. Each day I’ll try and teach you something. Today if you ever become a manager and get a job where you’re in charge of a new group of people. Like I am here. First don’t come in like a lamb. You need to come in like a lion. Hold everyone’s feet to the fire. It’s easier to soften the tone of your leadership. Then to have to get tougher. Because in my opinion people will take you more seriously than if you came in like a lamb. In other words, they understand you are the one in charge.”

Me: “I think I understand what you’re telling me.”

At dinner that night mom was still venting or complaining about Mr. Sims. Mom: “Mr. Sims is a first-rate prick. He’s nothing like Mr. Snapp. Mr. Snap was laid back and let us do what we wanted. He even taught us a lot. Which help me become who I am. Now for that prick Mr. Sims he is always on us about company polices. Wanting us to follow them to the T. I should have gotten the job!”

Dad: “Sounds like he just wants everyone to do what they should have been doing all along.”

Mom: “Don’t you dare take that asshole’s side now Rick!!”

Dad: “I’m on your side hun.”

Mom: “You better be. Tom what do you think of your boss?”

Me: “He is planning on teaching me something new every day. He keeps me busy not like Mr. Snapp.”

Mom jumps in: “Don’t you take his side either!!”

Dad: “What do you know about the new boss?”

Mom: “He’s not married. He’s a few years younger than me. I’ve met him once. Not much to say. He was always surrounded by women. He’s a large man in more ways than one. I hear he’s very controlling. I heard he has a big dick.” Mom stops and looks at me.

Dad laughs: “You might as well go on. You opened that bag all by yourself. Tom knows more than you think.”

Mom still looking at me: “Sorry Tom.” She looks back at dad: “He has a reputation. He has a long list of women he has slept with. You know coworkers, wives of coworkers. They say he is an arrogant bully no one will stand up to him. He has become a big shot like overnight. Everyone says he has earned his success.” She got up and left the room.

Next workday Mr. Sims: “Tom remember whatever is said or done in this office stays in this office.” Me: “Yes sir. Mr. Snapp had told me the same thing.”

Mr. Sims: “Good. As I told you once I may have to let you go. I’ve talked with Mr. Snapp about why he hired such a young man. I’ve also talk to my boss Mr. Miller. After talking to the two of them I’ve got to decide what to do with you. A plus is that you have been doing such a good job. I’ve decided to keep you on board. With that said you’re going to start hearing me talk a lot about your mom, Mr. Huff and Mrs. Wilson. The three of them are acting like little kids not wanting to follow the rules. Remember you cannot repeat what you hear about the three of them. Especially your mom.”

Me: “Yes sir.”

Mr. Sims looking at me. I was feeling a little intimated: “Tom, if you hear me talking about firing your mom. You cannot warn her.”

Me: “Yes sir, but she is my mom.”

Mr. Sims: “I know, and I know you’ll most likely warn her. Now tell me about her.”

Me: “In my opinion she is gorgeous. She is an educated woman. She is 20 years older than me which makes her 36 years old.”

Mr. Sims stops me: “Tom, I can find all of that in her personal file. Now tell me what’s not in her file.”

Me: “Sorry sir. She’s 5’ 5”. I believe she weighs somewhere between 135 and 140. Her bra size is 36 C. I have never seen them bare, but I have seen her in a swimsuit.” I don’t know why I told him that. I continue: “She works out six days a week, and as you can tell she is in good shape. She has great abs. In the summer she always lays out in the sun, and I love to look at her sexy tan legs that lead up to a great ass.” Again, why did I tell him that. “As you know she has a very friendly personality always bringing smiles and laughter to those around her. I know she’s used to men noticing her and from time to time they hit on her. She always cuts them down or brushes them away. She is one of those people who would give you her last dollar and not ask for you to pay it back. Her reputation is being a straight shooter. Are there any other questions?”

Mr. Sims: “No other question right now.”

At dinner, me: “Mom, Mr. Sims isn’t happy with you. I’m not sure what’s he planning but I know he’s talking with Mr. Miller.” That got dad’s attention as he looks at me then mom.

Mom: “I’m not worried about Mr. Sims. Mr. Miller knows me and will take my word over that prick.” I didn’t say another word.

Dad: “We cannot afford you losing your job because of your pig headedness. You know we can’t live off of my wage alone.”

Mom: “Don’t worry I got this.”

Mr. Sims first started verbally counseling mom and the other two. After a few weeks he started putting it in writing. I had to sit in Mr. Sims office while he did all of this. Mom wasn’t happy about having me, her son in the same room with her as she was being counseled. Mr. Sims just told her she was the one who talked Mr. Snapp into hiring me for him to mentor me. He told her he thought this was a good learning experience for me. Mr. Sims also continued talking with Mr. Miller about the three of them.

One day before the morning meeting some lady came into the office. Mr. Sims smile looked over at me: “Tom show this young lady to the conference room. She will be sitting in on our meeting today. I notice during the meeting she was videoing the meeting. I don’t think anybody else noticed. She made sure she had mom and the other two dressing the way they wanted. She also had on film the three of them acting like they didn’t know what was going on in their departments. The next three weeks there was a different person sitting in the meeting filming.

Mr. Sims talked with Mr. Miller daily now. I could only hear Mr. Sims side of the conversation. It wasn’t good. I believe that is why we had three different people monitoring the meetings. I try to tell mom she was pushing her luck to far, but she wouldn’t listen.

At dinner mom: “Tom, do you know why Mr. Sims wants me in his office tomorrow right after lunch?”

Me: “No.”

Mom: “Guess it’s another counseling.” Well, she was right.

As I was getting ready to go to lunch Mr. Miller walks into the office. Mr. Sims stood up: “It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, Dave.”

I walk out and went to lunch. I return from lunch early and Mr. Miller was sitting at Mr. Sims desk. While Mr. Sims was sitting in one of the chairs in front of his desk. Me: “Sir you want me to leave or stay.”

Mr. Sims: “You need to stay. This will be a great learning experience for you. By the way Tom this is Mr. Dave Miller. Dave this is Tom Costly.”

Mr. Miller: “I’ve heard a lot about you. I hear you’re a good worker.”

Just then Mrs. Pitcher walked in: “Sir Kim is here.”

Mr. Miller: “Please send her in.”

Mom walks into the office. She heads over to one of the chairs in front of Mr. Sims desk. Mr. Miller: “Kim don’t sit down.” Mom looked at him smiles and stands in front of Mr. Sims desk.

Mom: “Been a long time Mr. Miller.”

Mr. Miller: “Yes it has been a while since our last meeting. Kim, I don’t know what is going on, but I’m very disappoint in you. I’ve had three people come here and monitoring Mr. Sims meetings. Even after he inform you were not in compliance of the dress code, you’re still not following it. Plus, it seems as if you don’t know what’s going on in your department. The only reason I’m here is to let you know I’m backing Mr. Sims.” He stood up and left the office.

As Mr. Sims stood up and moved to his seat behind his desk. Mom: “Sir before we go any farther can you have my son step out of the office.”

Mr. Sims: “Kim, I’ve told you before your son is here to learn. This will be a great learning experience for him. It doesn’t matter if you’re his mom or not.”

Mom: “Please sir have him step out.”

Mr. Sims looked at mom standing across from him. I notice mom was trembling. She looks over at me tears were visible in her eyes. She looks back at Mr. Sims: “NO Kim he stays!!” He looks mom in the eye, she didn’t say anything else. Mr. Sims continues: “It’s been close to 120 days since I’ve taken over this position. You have gone out of your way to not follow company policy. You haven’t even been a team player. Because of your reputation it’s taken me this long to convince Mr. Miller what I was telling him is true. You have two feet out the door already. We have had a few conversations about your attitude before. I’m not going to look pass this anymore. I really don’t see any way you can convince me to keep you employed here.” He stops talking looking at mom.

Mom: “I cannot lose my job. We cannot make it on Ricks salary alone. I’ll start following company policies. I’ll give you the briefing you deserve. I am a team player. Please sir I beg you.” Wow here I sat watching my mom beg to keep her job.

Mr. Sims: “Kim, you have had at least 120 days to do all of that. A matter of fact you should have been follow company polices all along. If you are a team player as you say, why are you not supporting me. I should have never had to tell you too. You didn’t and here we are.”

Mom: “Please Mike don’t fire me.” Mom got onto her knees as she continues to beg him not to fire her. She was now crying as she begs for her job. I couldn’t believe my eyes and ears watching mom beg. Mr. Sims just sat in his chair listening to mom beg. Mom kept it up for a long while before she finally quit talking. She stays on her knees looking up at Mr. Sims.

Mr. Sims: “I’m going to give you one more chance to convince me not to fire you. You will take the rest of this week off without pay. You will come back into my office Monday after lunch. If you can convince me, I am wrong and give me an example how you will comply with all policies and do as directed. I won’t fire you. I really don’t think you will, but I’ll give you one more chance. I really hope you find a way out of this.” Mom tried to smile as she got off of her knees. She turns to walk out; she looks at me as she walks out of the office.

After mom was out of ear shot, Mr. Sims: “I know with most guys they hate to see a woman cry, but I kind of enjoy it. I know it was your mom. You might also be upset right now. But if you are really planning on become a manager. Today was a good learning experience.”

I just nodded my head. He gave me a few tasks to take care of. Seeing mom’s crying did bother me. Seeing her on her knees begging for her job got my cock hard. I stood up to go take care of the tasks. I notice Mr. Sims smile. Damn he must of notice my cock was hard. Now he thinks I’m hard from watching my mom’s crying and begging. Well, he’s half right. I just walk out of his office.

As I was walking home dad saw me. He pulled over to giving me a ride home. Dad: “How it goes today?”

I look over at him: “Well, dad it was an interesting day for me. For mom not so much. She basically was fired today. Instead, Mr. Sims has given her the rest of the week off. On Monday she will have to convince Mr. Sims not to fire her. If she can’t well, she’ll be home a lot more.”

Dad: “Got it.” We didn’t talk the rest of the way home. Mom and dad talk but I didn’t hear anything they talk about.

At work the next day Mr. Sims was on the phone talking with Mr. Miller. I could only hear Mr. Sims side of the conversation: “I couldn’t believe it she was on her knees crying and begging me not to fire her.” Pause while he listens. “That’s right on her knees. You know me I was getting hard as a rock. I think her kid was also.” Pause while he listens. “I gave her the rest of the week off. On Monday after lunch, she will be in my office. Trying to convince me not to fire her.” Another pause. “That’s right. I don’t know what she is going to do. She’s a smart girl. I’m sure she will come up with something. If she does, I’ll give her another 90 days to prove to me not to fire her. If she doesn’t oh well.” Pause again. “Okay boss I’ll keep you informed.” After he hung up, He had a smirk on his face as he gave me my daily tasks.

When it was Mr. Huff’s turn to be fired, he: “Sir I have no excuse. My wife would like to talk with you before you let me go.”

Mr. Sims: “Do you know why she wants to talk with me?”

Mr. Huff: “Not really sir. I think she thinks she can convince you not to fire me.”

Mr. Sims: “Okay, I’ll let her have her say. Next Tuesday at 1.”

Mr. Huff: “Sir you know she is a manager and would rather have the meeting with you after 5.”

Mr. Sims: “Tuesday at 1 or not at all.”

Mr. Huff: ‘Yes sir. I’ll let her know.”

Mrs. Wilson was the last of the three for Mr. Sims to talk about being firing.

Mrs. Wilson: “Sir first I want to apologize for my actions. I know now I shouldn’t of listen to Kim. By listening to her is why I’m now at this point.”

Mr. Sims: “Wow you’re the only one who apologize. That’s a plus for you, but even after I counsel you. You still did not change your attitude.”

Mrs. Wilson looking very sad: “Sir, I understand. I really cannot lose my job. I know that I will have to be punished in some way, but please don’t fire me.”

Mr. Sims: “Your action for the last 120 days has been unacceptable. You have such a good reputation as a hard-working person with high standards. I don’t understand why you went downhill when I got here. Since you have shown some remorse for you actions and threw Kim under the bus. You’re right, there needs to be some kind of repercussion for your actions. You’ve been with the company for a long time now. If you are serious about accepting a punishment, would you accept corporal punishments for starters? Like being spank.”

Mrs. Wilson start shaking a little: “Now?”

Mr. Sims: “Yes, now!”

Mrs. Wilson: Yes, sir, I will accept being spanked, but does Tom have to be present?”

Mr. Sims: “Mr. Costly is here to learn how to be a manager, therefore, yes I want him here to watch how I handle insubordinate personnel. You can quit right now or take the punishment. Which one would you like to do? The punishment you receive today is just the beginning. You were out of control for 120 days.”

Mrs. Wilson looked over at me, then back at Mr. Sims: “Yes, sir, I can’t lose my job. I also understand this is just the beginning of my punishment.”

Mr. Sims: “This is how we’re going to do this. You will be getting spank on your bare bottom with my belt. Do you still want to go thru with this part of your punishment?”

Mrs. Wilson was looking frighten as she was now trembling: “Yes, sir I still want to go thru with it.”

Mr. Sims: “I need to make sure of your answer. You understand I am going to spank you with my belt on your bare bottom. You agree?”

Mrs. Wilson: “Yes, sir I agree to the spanking.”

Mr. Sims: “After each stroke with the belt on your bare ass you will call out the number and say, ‘Thank you Sir. Understand?”

Mrs. Wilson: “Yes, Sir. I understand.”

Mr. Sims moved over to a chair off to the side of his desk. He Pulled it to the middle of the office. He then unbuckled his belt, pulled it from his trousers, and sat down on the chair: “Ash come over here.”

Mrs. Wilson slowly turns and walks over to Mr. Sims sitting in the chair. I sat there mesmerized at what I was witnessing. Mrs. Wilson glanced over at me, her face blushing crimson as she walked towards Mr. Sims, her head lowered and looking at the floor. I look at Mr. Sims, he was smiling as he took her arm pulling her down over his knee. Placing her so her hands were touching the floor, her boobs were hanging on one side of his legs and her feet were touching the floor on the other.

For a second she started to fight a little and he yells: “Maybe I should just fire you right now! Settle down now and take your punishment. Or you will be without a job! Understand?”

She stops struggling: “Yes, sir, I understand.”

He pulls up her dress. Her modest white panties which covered her ass came into view. He then hooks his thumbs into the waistband of her panties. Sliding them down over her round ass cheeks. He picks up his belt bring it down hard on her now quivering ass cheeks.

“Oooouch! One. Thank you, Sir.” She whimpers.

After the fifth whack she forgot to call out the number. Mr. Sims waited a while: “We’re going to start over. Just in case you don’t understand you forgot to call out the number. If you don’t call out how many smacks you’ve received. Everything we’ve done doesn’t count.”

Mrs. Wilson: “Oh my god!”

Mr. Sims chuckles as he gives her another sharp whack with his leather belt. She yelped again but did remember what she needed to do: “One. Thank you, Sir.”

As I watched I notice Mrs. Wilson’s ass has turned a bright red from the spanking she was receiving. I thought about stopping this. But my cock was hard as a rock. Yes, I was enjoying watching her get spanked. I thought maybe mom will let him spank her to keep her job too. So, I didn’t say anything as I watched Mrs. Wilson getting her ass spanked.

By the time he gave her his last whack on her ass it was a bright red. Plus, she was sobbing softly. Mr. Sims pushes her off of his lap. She lands on the carpet floor. Her dress was still up above her waist as she sat there.

Mr. Sims just looks at her for a little while: “You need to show us how sorry you are for making me do that to you.”

Mrs. Wilson still sitting on the floor with her eyes cast down, she surprised the hell out of me when she moved up to her knees and began to rub Mr. Sims large bulge in his pants. She moves her fingers up to his zipper pulling it down. She looks over at me smiling weakly. Turning back to Mr. Sims, she moves her hand inside his pants pulling out his cock. Which was semi hard. She started stroking it until it was fully hard.