I Have Great Memories Of Being My Mother's Boss' Pet Girl

Just touching base to share an old story. Back then I was in another state, another time, another age. I went to work in my mother's office as a clerk during the summers while I was in high school. My mother's boss took me as his pet. Including rubbing my head. Some women were against it and made snide comments to me and my mother. The response was always the same, stop being jealous of her just because she is getting attention.

At one Thanksgiving, I was a freshman in college, my mother's boss hugged me and 'rubbed' me down. In my ear he told me I had really blossomed, had a real nice set of tits. I did. I got my butt rubbed, hugged, kissed on the cheeks, had my boobs rubbed down, had I not been home I would have lost my virginity that night. It did not go unnoticed by my mother. I lost my virginity two weeks later when he came up to see me.

I was very proud of myself, I handled myself like a real woman. I went from pet to favorite girl, with lots of hugs and kisses. Fortunately I was no longer in the office, but the word got around.

For all of my college years I played grown up woman while my friends were immature little bitches. As a graduation present I got a brand new Camaro, with a custom paint job, deep silver with pink flames on the side. All I can say is being his favorite girl was the high light of those years in college and after graduation. The time came when a younger man caught my eye, I found myself pregnant, and got married.

I got a nice down payment for a house as a wedding present. As my family grew each of my kids got a 1 oz gold Krugerrand. Cars, vacations, and just for fun g*fts came my way. My mother was also well taken care of.


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