”“Is not!” Xander argued defensively. “I found the street and everything”I laughed again. “Yes. The street exists, but the street number d...esn’t belong to a building on that street and ends in a dead end with no street lights, so it’s hell to make a U-turn on. It’s a school-wide hazing ritual that ‘cool people’ do to listen to the pathetic stories of the gullible freshman getting stuck, lost, or breaking down in an attempt to find this party central that doesn’t actually exist.”“You fell for it. "My boy your running your department like a champ. Your what we need at Miller and Sons. No need for the paper work, keep up the good work." That was it. He didn't want any proof of anything I was doing. Sarah was proof enough for him I guess. Not only had Sarah saved my job she secured it. The check came and both Donald and I grabbed for it. He told me to get my hand off of the check it was on him. I wasn't going to argue he made fifty times what I made, if he wanted to pay it was fine with. He concentrated on watching her. She'd put on a light jacket which, thankfully, did not obscure the delightfully round bottom in her skin-tight jeans. Watching the globes of her ass rise and fall, tighten and loosen, already made the whole trip worth it, even if that was all he got to see of her.He suddenly thought about how she had laid out for him, but then immediately dismissed the concept that she might do that while he was actually here.No ... he wasn't going to even mention it. He was. ” Dee then got her phone out and found the text and then showed me the photo. He was naked, his darkish skin suggested that he must have been a middle eastern guy, but what really got me was the size of his cock. It was huge, at least 8” long and not even erect. The message with it simply said “This could be yours for the night”.“Did you reply to him?” I asked.“Yes.” and she scrolled down on her phone. “Only if can let my husband be around.” And then she scrolled down again, “Does he like to be.