" Oh, no sir, I don't want a check. You can deposit it in my savings account and I can use this here card your bank gave me. That way the college can ...et the money. Why, if I took that money home, I'd just never manage to get it to the boy that needs it for his school. I'm just that foolish with real money. I truly am."The bank officer went through a door and quietly closed it behind himself before he began to shake his head. It would not be professional to walk through the bank lobby looking. I was hardly touching myself as just the thought of possibly hearing my niece moan my name brought me to an intense orgasm.As I filled my shorts with a load of my hot juices, I closed the spy cam program on my laptop. Could I have heard her correctly? Did she really moan my name? It was so soft I couldn’t be sure but my desires for her were now getting out of control. It was one thing to fantasize about committing incest, but I was beginning to actually think about fucking my own niece.As Erica. "Thank you Tom! Nice compliments from my spouse are always appreciated!"I smiled and took another look at my new driver's license. "Hey! It's got my picture on it! And the signature is Thomas O'Brien, but it's my handwriting! How did you ever do this?!"Lisa laughed. "Don't you recognize the name?" Thomas O'Brien? Hell! The Vice President of Investor Relations in New York?" Yes. A person names Gary Connors left him a memo with a hand-written post-it note on top, when he was called back to New. . tell her ... well, how ‘bout putting her on speaker and I’ll tell her.”Mercedes did that, tapping an icon on the screen and setting the phone on the table. I sat down next to her.“Stephanie?” I asked. “Hey, this is ... uhhhh ... Cowboy...”“Hi, Cowboy!” she replied brightly. She wasn’t hesitant or bashful. She’d talked to me when I subbed for Mercedes during a few of their marathon conversations so Mercedes could make a quick pit stop.“Say, Steph, we’ll fly down there to meet you at McReady’s,.