"You think I was kidding? Honey, you gave me what I've needed for a long time and I want more." Reaching down she squeezed my now soft, but still dripping cock, "You got your work cut out for you."

"I'm a hard worker." I told her.

"Hey, is that waterproof?" she p tapped the camera.

"Supposed to be."

"Good, one day when Jack and your folks aren't home we'll play in the pool."

"Damn."

"But for now, we're going to take a nice hot shower and you can film me getting all soapy and playing with myself, how's that sound?"

"Pretty good."

"Jack won't be home for hours so we can take our time.

I'LL get on my knees and suck you hard and you can fuck me in the shower."

“Better.”

"Then we'll come out here and I want you to film me getting off with my vibrator, nice and slow."

"Wow," I shook my head.

“Then... we'll watch what we just did on the lap top and..." she sighed, fou can fuck me again."

"Again?" I laughed, "I know I'm young, but..."

"Hey," she pointed at me, "What can I say, Acting is hard work!"

Selena teaches Austin the meaning of hard at work.

At the sound of footsteps I looked up from the paperclip I'd been nervously twisting while waiting for Mrs. Sanders to come back into the conference room. She had ended the weekly production meeting fifteen minutes ago, but asked me to stay behind and wait for her while she returned a couple of phone calls she had missed during the hour long meeting.

That wasn't what had me nervous. Every week when the meeting ended she would ask the interns to stay behind and quiz us then dole out our tedious assignments for the week and tell us she would see us again on the intern only meeting next Thursday.

This week, however, she had dismissed the other interns, including her son, my longtime best friend Steven, and told me to hang back.

That had earned me several concerned looks from the other interns and Steven as well. The summer was almost at an end and the company could only keep three of the five of us. Once they left I'd sat and fidgeted, hoping to hell the axe was not going to fall.

The door opening and closing behind me signaled that moment might be coming soon and I took a deep breath when I saw Mrs. Sanders come around from behind me. That deep breath brought with it the scent of her perfume which although I had no clue what brand it was, knew I loved it and it made it hard to concentrate when she was close to me.

Well it was one of many things that had that effect on me, I thought as she came into my view. Not only was Selena Sanders my best friend's mom and current employer, but was far and away the hottest woman I'd ever met. For a mother of a son my age, she looked as good if not better than women half her age.

Like many natural redheads, her skin was fair to the point I had once said she looked pale and was firmly told that when describing a woman the term was fair unless I liked being single. That fair skin was a sexy compliment to her long lustrous bright red hair and deep blue eyes that were always focused in an intense stare and never seemed to miss anything, including I am sure, catching me checking her out more than once.

As beautiful as those eyes were they were the second most attractive feature on her face behind a pair of full luscious looking lips that looked tailor made to be wrapped around a cock. Best friend's mother or not, those lips had been a permanent fixture around my cock in my dreams since I'd been old enough to know what a blow job was.