But I would love a ride, as long as you don’t mind, and it’s not too far out of the way.”“no problem, I actually live 2 miles past your house,...I was behind you one night after work and saw your house.”“great!, just let me grab my stuff out of my car.”So Samantha climbed into the passenger seat of Danny’s car, extremely grateful that she didn’t have to get a cab or ask one of the guys for a lift. As they were nearing Samantha's house she started thinking about work, and how to get the guys to. I listened as she begged him to fuck her harder. His balls kept slapping against her pussy as he fucked her. He began pulling her hair a little, which she loves. I was so hard just watching her take care of my friend. All of a sudden he started to speed up and was really railing her pussy. I hear her orgasm as he began to get in stride. All of a sudden he went as deep as he could and I knew he was cumming in my wife. I quietly went back upstairs to wait.She came along in about twenty minutes. “Good girl! Excellent work! Now get some rest,” Alice advised her. “Shey and her constant companion will be here in the morning, you can bring her up to speed on the flight back. Oh I forgot to mention we’re returning to Amarillo in the corporate jet. Great job! You didn’t even need a whole week! I knew from the very first time I met you, that you had it in you. Tomorrow you’ll fire the man, and the FBI and I will be waiting outside his office. Now, I have an incredibly horny Brandi waiting. She turned to face me and asked, "What do you think?" Great," I told Pat, but at the same time, a cold shiver went down my spine. I had a flashback. Pat was wearing almost the same as the night at the party. Not the same clothes, of course, but in all black, barring a white blouse. And I remembered she wore a belt and stockings then too.It was more than weird when Pat slipped her feet into a pair of heels. She never wore them so high back then, but she had that night.Not wanting to make a fuss.