"But his posting was my fault"."Your fault?" Sam questioned."Yes! she smiled. "I wouldn't fuck his boss". Sam nearly dropped his betting card. He laug...ed so loud that he had to apologize to her. When he had calmed down he whispered. "Well if you fuck as you did for me I bet your husband could be mayor within a short time. This is a small town and..." And?" Wendy questioned. "If I am prepared to spread my legs amid those that matter, promotion will come rather quickly". Sam smiled. However, any. I vaguely remembered telling Al while the two girls were in the lady's room:"You know what would make her perfect Al? She would be perfect if she had a body like that and a dirty mind like mine!"We had both laughed at that. The gypsy barmaid, who was standing there waiting to take our drink order, said, "You should be careful what you wish for." We ordered another round, and I had asked the short, dark barmaid for the most exotic drink she had for our last round. I remembered that much.I. Harry asked her why a beautiful housewife like herself would want to do this kind of work. She explained our situation and Harry just smiled like he hit the lotto. He proceeded to tell her how the operation works and that she would be expected to have sex with anyone who came through the door, who was willing to pay the asking price.After her 60 day probation, she would occasionally be allowed to reject someone, but if it became a habit she would be fired. She said she understood, and was ready. Norton in front of her four daughters and my sister. She put some lubricant in her butt hole, on my cock, and then she got on her hands and knees. I just watched as her big tits hung low and swayed ever so nicely. I knelt behind her as five pair of eyes watched my cock enter her puckered asshole. Her butt was almost as tight as Cassandra and Cynthia’s virgin pussies had been but it was so well lubricated that there was very little feeling. I had cum twice already in my sister and in Cynthia but.