“I’m here,” I called. “Just driving, Lacie. How are you this morning?”“Oh. Good. I mean better. Sorry I was such a jerk after the race yes...erday,” she said. “Is it okay to ... I mean ... I didn’t mean to call when you were with someone.”“Do I need to leave the room?” Beca laughed. “We met once, Lacie. I’m Beca. It was probably a little overwhelming when the whole pod mobbed you after the race at North Huntington.”“I remember. Yeah. Not in a bad way, you know.”“I’m sorry about the race. Jacob. I reached down and moved my cock so it had more room to grow. Bobby reached down and around and started to fondle my cock through my jeans."That feels good Bobby, too good!" I laughed.Then I shifted my body a little bit so I could feel Bobby's hard-on against my ass. After a few more miles I pulled off of the road onto a little tractor path on the edge of a cornfield. I parked the bike where you couldn't see it from the road."I got to piss," I told him.So Bobby got off, and so did I. I walked. He was pounding my ass with long and steady strokes I could feel his balls swelling and knew what was about to happen then he asked me if I wanted him to shot his cum deep in my bowels or all over my ass. I told him shoot it deep in my ass that I wanted to the feel it being squirted deep in my tight ass. As he shot his hot load after load of cum deep in my ass it made me squirt one more time. I thought to myself damn I am not sure if I have ever cum like this or so many times. Then I did. You're one of the very few that still works as hard two years in as you did on your first day. That's the sort of thing people notice, Andy. I'm not talking about me and Melinda. I'm talking about our boss and our boss' boss. This is the sort of job where we can't keep good people. It's unskilled labor. We pay what the job is worth to the company; not what the people are worth to us. That's the only way we can stay in business, I guess. You'll probably learn all this in college. But, my point.