I think we could use you." Great!" Good. Ready to go?" Yeah, let's go." Nancy didn't ask what the job paid. She knew all these jobs paid minimum wage....hey walked out to his panel van in the parking lot and Greg opened the back doors and told her to take a seat inside. She was about to ask why she couldn't ride up front with him, but she knew her mouth often got her into trouble and she didn't want to risk blowing the job, so she kept quiet. It was then that she noticed the steel mesh separating. It was punishing, exhausting, and incredibly arousing.Back at work absolutely nothing changed. It was if this happened all the time for her and it was no big deal. Of course the invite came again that week, and every afterward till she left.I had a real "thing" for going down on her. I just love a loose well-fucked pussy. When I can get my tongue into an open hole I'm in heaven. This felt like the best I'd ever had. THen again I think each one is. Many times I'd go down on her before fucking. I opened the door and a woman dressed in a business suit said, “Hello Beckey, my name is Tina, I'm Jock's personal assistant. Jock would like to have you for the evening Friday. "His limo will pick you up at 8:00. I will text you what Jock wants you to wear.” She did not wait for my answer, she just turned and walked away swinging her ass in a sexy strut.I was pissed that was so impersonal, sending his assistant to tell me that he wanted to have me for the evening. Then to not even wait for my. How long was that? Two hours?" she asked."Half an hour. You're lucky though. When I did that to Anna, I threw her over the edge so hard, she passed out." I believe it," she said. "You should try it on Amy sometime. I think she would be able to appreciate it more." I'll keep that in mind," I replied, chuckling gently.We laid there like that for what was probably another half-hour, until Tiffany asked, "What happens now?" What do you mean?" I asked."You said that we would be moving with you....