Let’s go for a ride bitch!’ Earlier: ‘And what a fine ass it is.’ Her conspirator stood up and advanced to her, clothing hitting the floor b...hind them. ‘It’ll work or you’ll get what I promised.’ ‘Yeah.’ Chloe mumbled in response. ‘Aww…’ Taylor cupped Chloe’s face bringing it to her own. ‘It’s everything we’ve been planning for. Hell, everything we’ve been training for! You can do this.’ Taylor starting popping the buttons off Chloe’s jeans, exposing her semi flaccid member. With a single. With her eyes still closed she cooed, "Mmm, I don’t think that’s Bret.” Laura and I looked at each other and smiled. We didn’t know if it was mouths, fingers, or cocks working on Denise’s exposed sex, but she was clearly enjoying it. Laura’s nipples were getting quite hard watching her friend, jutting conspicuously against the material of her top. Denise was still holding my hand, pulling on me for support as her bare ass and pussy were being serviced inside the cab. After a couple of minutes,. I saw her reflection on the computer screen. Man, I really need to get myself a job, so I can treat her ... so she can treat me!FINALLY, my frikking resume was complete. She grabbed it out of my hands, first glancing at it, then sitting up, breaking into a great big smile.“Randall, this is pretty good, print ten more originals,” she remarked!“I was going to go to a copy place, wouldn’t that be cheaper?”“Randall, did you know that the average Human Resource person spends only seventeen seconds. And cleaned up after them. And kept the kitchen stocked. And kept him from flipping out on them when he was in one of his moods. It had all been bearable, kind of, as long as she had him to turn to, but after last night… Jesus, he wasn’t even sorry. She could see it in his eyes. He’d looked up at her from between that bitch’s legs, his mouth still wet, and he’d licked his goddamn lips and smiled. Motherfucker. ‘Why don’t you join us,’ he’d said, winking. Like it was some party she was.