Bad Girl Pt. 02 by BigMadStork,BigMadStork

I see the light, “Ah, ok, I understand now.”

Mom gets back on the bed, but this time she is on her back. Oh, she doesn’t think I like rough-fucking, huh?

I push into mom twice, going slow and gentle. She looks happy. She should be; that’s a lot of meat stuck up into her. I can see that she was hoping for something else. In a lightning-fast move, I use a hand to push her hips, forcing her body to roll over onto her stomach. She’s disoriented. I then use both my hands to pull back on mom’s hips while kneeling on her feet. That forces her to bend at the knees, pushing her ass back at me and over her legs.

I turn my hand upside down and stick two fingers into her pussy. I use those two fingers to lift her legs up, placing her on her knees. I can’t do much about the arms; I leave that to her to fix. I quickly shove my meat deep into her body, getting three-quarters of the way in before I start pounding her. I have a problem, though. I can’t slam into her hard if I am only partially in.

I lean back as far as possible. Now more of my cock is outside of her body. I can’t slam her with my hips, but I can bang her with my thighs. My thighs push up and slam into her thighs and her clit. That has a dramatic effect on both of us. Her clit is being hit, the angle is unique, and she’s getting the rough fucking she wanted. She gets up on her hands and begins the howling and screaming.

I sense her feelings of happiness more than I see them. That makes my whole-body tingle. I love the way my cock slides along her velvety hole. Because of all the noise she’s making, I know the whole house knows. That has me overflowing with electricity and power. I am relentless and never slow down. She is screaming now non-stop. This might kill her. She has been stressed because of me. Stress is what did dad in, a heart attack. I’m fucking her good, like a lover would, like dad did. Those thoughts touch my heart and force my body to prematurely orgasm. I failed to keep it at bay.

Mom was holding hers at bay as well. She loves to build her orgasm. With me releasing and shooting my geyser into her overflowing pussy, that set her off. Mom literally explodes with a higher-pitched scream that tails off to a moan. She lays on her stomach, laboring to breathe. I am at her side; I can feel both our hearts racing due to the extreme exercise.

If she’s talking, I hear nothing. I am cold and sweating profusely. This was different than the other times. I felt the love, and that drained my body. I gave her everything I had; my body is wiped out.

I hear the door open, a blanket is brought over my body, a kiss on my forehead, and then the light is turned off. Immediately, I am asleep.

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Ronnie wakes us all up at 7:00 am sharp. We have a tight schedule today. We are taking a plane to Syracuse to see two businesses that aren’t doing well. Why am I needed?

We take the company jet, which makes things much better. Flying commercial is no fun. Our plane is small; it carries up to a dozen people. This time it’s six; we have three security guys with us. I find that unusual.

One of the guys shows me a handgun, “You can wear it if you know how to use a weapon.”

I reach in my shirt and pull out my Smith and Wesson 1911, “US Navy Seals taught me a thing or two. Why do I need it?”

The man says, “It’s a rough area; you look like money. Better safe than sorry.”

It’s Sunday, but the manufacturing plant works 24×7. We surprise the manager when we show up, and he has his feet on his desk “reading” an XXX magazine and drinking a beer.

At seeing this, mom is calm but says, “You may go home now.”

The guy complains, “Who the fuck are you to come in here and give me orders?”

With disdain, mom says with a calm voice, “The woman that owns this place and your former employer. Pack your stuff and get going. Bill, find a manager, you three, watch over him.”

Mom and Jane sat down, logged on to an unused PC and I guess they are looking for the managers.

I go out into the plant by myself. They make dog food. The place is dirty and dark. The machines are in terrible condition. Yes, they’re dirty and not well maintained, but it’s more than that. I see several welds at the same support beam. I see wires holding the machine together. Where there are rollers, many are missing or partially missing. Nothing rolls like it should.

Looking closer, there is too much manual work going on. There should be more automation and fewer humans. I would rather see fewer line workers and more maintenance workers. Things are flowing well. I don’t see lazy workers. They’re all working at a nice pace. Not too fast, and not too slow. Nobody looks stressed or rushing their work. They’re paying attention. I look around and see a man and a woman watching the line, being asked questions, and replacing people so they can take their breaks. They both seem to be doing their job well.

I watch them closely, and I see that the woman is friendlier to the people. The guy is short at times. The employees don’t seem to mind, and they joke a bit; they like him.

I walk up to them and introduce myself. I have their attention.

I explain, “I have been watching both of you and this plant for a while now. We fired the manager, and one of you two will probably get a promotion. I want one of you to come with me to the main office. My mom will interview both of you and decide. Just so you know, I think you’re both doing a good job. The people look happy, are doing their job, and they’re engaged. Well done to both of you. You’re first.”

I walk with the guy back to the office and watch the mastery that is mom. She conducted a fantastic interview. The guy went back, and the woman came to the office. Mom asks the same questions. In the end, she liked both and promoted the woman. She had ten years with the company where the man had one. She did bring him back to tell him to his face why and that if the woman leaves or moves to a different shift, he would be the front runner. He understood.

We leave and in the same industrial park is another company we own. This is a high-tech factory that makes boards, the green boards that all electronic devices need. This one makes computer motherboards for the most part. Eighty percent of their business is motherboards.

In this industry, they have short runs because there are so many changes. That means they spend a lot of time setting up for the next board. A consulting company made a bunch of suggestions. Since then, productivity hasn’t increased. She wants me to take the plans and see if the changes have been made or not.

I go out into the plant after I put on a special suit. I walk around to get my bearings and then look to see if changes were made. Sometimes I can’t tell, so I talk to the operators during their work. The women love talking to me. This plant manager hasn’t done squat. Eventually, two security guys want to escort me to the office. It’s not worth a fight, so I go with them. They look relieved.

They get nervous when our three security guys stand up in a defensive posture. One of the two reaches for his taser.

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