Hansen, the cook, is probably there. Maybe some others.”Jake decided it was Aunt Kathryn he had just turned.“How many other people are on the ranc...?”“There are six more hands beside us two.”They drove slowly west about a half-mile over a bouncy dirt road to a house near a wood. They were probably a quarter-mile from the southern boundary of the ranch.“You are supposed to go in there and wait.”“Okay. Unless Boris or I say otherwise, you’ll continue to follow orders from the Cox family, but you. No the same I guess but I let the naked stranger work us into a good sweat as I lay under him. I was happy to just lie there and let him do the slow thrusts that made his cock go deeper and grow harder, while my mind wandered to the night before. With all good intentions of a graduation and after party, I had messed up once again and now I was caught between the hard cock and thighs of a stranger. What a guilty pleasure as I knew what awaited me when I got back the nurses’ home but right now I. He shuffles in there with his pants and shorts still bunched around his thighs, and grabs a handful of paper towels. After he’s wiped himself down, we both start dabbing at the semen stains on my dress. It soon becomes obvious they are not going to come out.This isn’t really how I envisioned our post-work quickie evolving, but he cracks open a bottle of Grey Goose I gave him and we take swigs, between scrubbing at the carpet, my dress, my hair, his pants, the wall, and everything else that got. No danger of getting second hand information then,” he smiled.“How much time do we have?”“At least until the end of the year. I mean, her school year. It’s a big project and very worthwhile. Good luck,” he said, holding out his hand.I shook it, still stunned at what I seemingly agreed to embark on. I wondered if I’d quickly got myself into something that was bigger than I could handle. Perhaps Ms. Schaefer could give me a clue.The Fall Festival was a big deal for the town, it seemed. I saw.