I was that manager, but who knew Courtney's mom would be a MILF.

A promotion had taken me from that affluent area of Houston to Dallas and kept me there for twenty years and as I sat out in the parking lot of the remodeled yet same store I was a manager of before, I had to take a deep breath as the memories of my past crept into my mind. The frequent visits of Courtney and her mother Janice and how they always flirted and brushed those titties of theirs agains

I had known Jane for over ten years, we had always been friends but just friends. By chance, Jane began working in my office as my secretary. We often chatted about our spouses, their positives as well as their drawbacks, that about all for three years, then she had transfer to another division.



We kept in touch as we always had, by telephone and occasionally in person. One day I was at our