"I need to ask you something, beautiful." She told me to name it and it was mine. "You'd better wait to hear what it is first" I warned. "I know you w...ll constantly be busy with your projects but I need a First Lady. Will you take the job?"Her reaction was not at all what I had expected. Instead of being happy she looked sad. "I don't think that's the best solution" she explained. "I'll be with you most of the time but not as the first lady."She sat me down and outlined her plan. "This may. They thought this was part of the dressing room too, I guess… This is where the snacks and beer was, anyway… but this had access to the press, so this would never do. I couldn’t see how a bunch of swingin dicks in nothin but towels, or nothin at all could hang around drinkin beer for 10 minutes or so, while they got dressed, being open to the press, and to VIPs … no, we needed to close this area off. I got hold of Venue Security, and told him that this room needed to be secured against all,. It was Joshua.“So, missy. You are having pump problems again?”“Yea, Mr. Simmons. It seems to have stopped working again. Can you come and take a look at it?”“Don’t worry, missy. I just finished up another job. I’ll be right there. Will you be assisting me again?”Thanks so much. Sure, I’d love to assist you in any way that I can.”“Okay then. I’m on my way.”I could feel my juices begin to flow as I remembered his last visit. I had never seen a cock that huge and I was anxious to not only see it. I just had some grading to get done and I also needed to meet with Coach Edwards. We are to chaperone the school dance next week and I wanted make sure we are all set to go." I said as I hoped she would not see through the lie I was telling."Well ok but I think it will be just you two and the janitor. Please make sure you lock up when you leave." She said as she moved off toward the faculty parking lot.I took a deep breath as I resumed my march towards the locker room, toward Coach Edwards or.