1. Olivia Mom is a Whore


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: therealbk, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Mother. My mouth dropped farther open. I dropped my coke on the table in front of me. The empty bottle rolled off onto the floor. All three of the women looked over at me. I ducked my head under the table. How could I have missed the signs? The huge ass and the mind boggling huge breast. The almost matching hair color and eyes. I shook my head as I creep-ed out of the break room and back onto the sales floor. The next two day flew by. I just wanted to go to work and see what Olivia Mom was doing. I went to work early and sat in the break room getting ready to punch in for the day. I peeked out the corner of my eye when I saw a door to the computer room open. My eyes got bigger as I saw Olivia Mom coming walking out into the break room. She had to watch movies and fill out paperwork for the next few days before she can work in her department. I decided to time my breaks and lunch with hers. The next three days flew by. I took my breaks and lunch with hers. I sat in the corner trying not to stare at her. All my friends at work would sit at my table. I had to make sure they did not see me checking out the new hire. Forget that every day she was wearing outfits that stretched my jeans in the front. I was so turned on. I almost thought it was starting to be an obsession. I was not sure how to approach her. I did not want anyone at work to find out I had a thing for such an older lady or that her daughter was a supervisor who would fire my ass faster than she could snap her ...
    fingers. I was looking down at my phone when I heard the seat move next to me. “Hi! Is anyone sitting here?” said a female voice. “No! Please have a seat.” I said. I then turned my head. “Hi! I’m Olivia Mom. Lori! I just started working here. I don’t think we have met.” She said. I smiled. “Buck , Buck Kelly. Nice to meet you. Welcome to “Blank” Club.” I said. She smiled. She smelled great. My breathing started to increase. “What do you do?” she said. “If I told you I might have to kill you. I’m the associate that works here but your not suppose to know I work here. I sort of show up when there a problem.” I said. She smiled. “That good to know Buck.” She said. Olivia Mom was wearing a very tight brown knit shirt; the top two buttons were open. She was also wearing super tight jeans and some white tennis shoes on her little feet. She was just slightly taller than her daughter. “How tall our you? My oldest son is almost six foot. He lives with my ex down in Texas.” She said. “About 6ft 4. Depends on the size of my shoes I might be wearing that day.” We both laughed. I almost made her laugh again when I heard Olivia voice getting closer to the table. She sat down next to her mother and took over the conversation. I just sat back and listened. Seems that Olivia was still living with her Mom. They both had a two bedroom apartment not to far from work. They shared a mini van. The mini van kept breaking down and was causing them to fight. Olivia was in a bad mood and was going home at ...
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