Now that I’ve figured out that I’m partly to blame, I feel guilty for wrecking our friendship. We started as friends, Jen, let’s start there.”...��I’ll bring my chess board!” she giggled.“One step at a time. We were friends a long time before that happened.”“A girl can hope. Besides, it’s been almost a year. I have certain needs!” she giggled.“No promises, except that we’ll talk. We need to reconnect. Friends?”“Friends!”“See you in a month, Jen,” I said.We said our goodbyes and hung up. It was too. The noises got louder as I approached her bedroom. Once I got there, I noticed the door was cracked open. I looked down, and I could see the pre-cum leaking through my pants against my hard erection. As quietly as I could, I slightly cracked the door open just enough to see what was happening. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the man who was standing behind her pounding away. I was a tall, dark, and handsome black man with an amazing body, and there he was giving it to her like the. Didn't want any interruptions for sure! I sat down at a desk. He stood in front of me and unbuttoned then unzipped his pants. Out flopped his semi-hard cock. Nice I thought and went to work sucking. Up and down, back and forth. All was very quiet, except my slurping on his growing cock. He got fully hard in about a minute, a nice 7 inches. Sometimes his hands were on my shoulders, sometimes the top of my head. He was thrusting a little and moaning with pleasure. This was not my first cock - a. It was obviously the kiss of death as far as getting the job.After she started to show, she gave up looking for work and concentrated on taking care of the finances. She scrimped and saved every penny she could. Life was hard but they were getting by ... just barely.Mr. Halley, the owner of the dealership, was a pretty nice guy in addition to being an excellent business man. One day, during a courtesy call, Terry, John's boss from the detail shop, made the mistake of bragging about what a great.