He can’t fuck his way out of a paper bag. Big mistake I made, marrying that loser.” I frowned. “I don’t understand. I thought you two were...solid.” “The only thing that’s solid is my bank account,” she sighed. “The truth is, the entire marriage is a sham.” “But why?” I asked, perplexed. “Why else do we get married in this business?” she asked. “I found someone else, but the producers weren’t having it, and said Corey was a better match for me because he would boost my profile. It’s a. Moments after Jimmy had cum all over my stomach, a guy called King Cong stepped between my legs and started to have intercourse with me. He was a large black man build like a football star and his cock was shiny black and huge. That was why they called him King Cong. Next thing I knew everybody, including Julie was cheering him on and I immediately lost my cherry in a big way! Later that night I told Julie it was my turn to dare her and promised her my dare would be more outrageous than what. Julie had started up with a woman, and the gossip was that they were having sex. Since I had never had sex with anybody, it was not easy to think of the woman I lusted after fucking another woman. Especially when I wanted to be the one fucking her.Her nightly forays into the break room stopped, and I saw very little of her. She would smile at me every once in a while, but it was just a friendly little smile that meant nothing. (Or at least I thought so).We lost and gained several employees over. Often, he would assist her, allowing his fingers to constantly brush against her bare flesh.She found his gifts and his attention extremely stimulating. They made her feel grownup, mature. She believed her uncle thought of her as an adult; otherwise, he wouldn't have brought her such gifts. She was very happy, at the time, that her uncle thought so much of her.The gifts continued for many weeks, so did the touching and feeling. Then Uncle Jack's new job took him to another city and left her.