She Gets a Hold of Herself

Your mother didn’t know why, maybe because she was lonely, maybe because she hadn’t been touched like this since her husband had died, but she let her manager nurse on her breasts, as she moaned in pleasure. She wanted so badly to give in, to let him have her right there and then on the kitchen floor. Ultimately, your mother thought better of it and pushed BM off.

“Knock it off BM! I’m serious! No more!” your mother yelled as she fixed her bra and pulled her shirt down.

“Chee! All you white whores are the same!” BM proclaimed angrily after being rejected.

The rest of the night was fairly uneventful, your mother still had to endure his vulgar comments and inappropriate groping, but he didn’t try to make another move. Finally, in the early hours of the morning, the next rotation of staff start to arrive and your mother was allowed to clock out and change. Walking downstairs into the change room she is startled to realize she is once again alone with BM.