She felt now that that particular nightmare would be just a pleasant memory now she had experienced it, and yes she will stand for him each day as her...reward for his persistence, she hoped he had enjoyed the whole thing and that he had cum as strongly as she had! His thought were, bloody hell it was a massive orgasm, and I had thought she was in distress! Now until she mentioned it he had not thought of it on his part as a sexual experience that would have made him cum, but thinking back as. He cast his eyes down at the carpet.But Meghan knew. She was looking down at the carpet as well. She sighed. "Ken," she said slowly. "You ... you did it because of me ... didn't you?"Harold and Jo looked at Meghan. "Because of you?" Jo asked."I ... I was mad at him earlier," she said. "I told him ... I told him I thought he kissed that first bimbo's neck longer than he needed to, that he let her kiss him when he promised he wouldn't."Jo was aghast. She looked over at Ken. "Is that the reason. The only unfortunate thing about this is you’ve gotten me a little excited. I have an early meeting and can’t go to it with my dick as hard as a bat.”“What would you like me to do?”“Honey, a hand job or a blow job will take care of this quick. Hurry! I have a client coming and I can’t have a bat in my pants. Please, you kind of did this and this is the only way to fix it.”“Is this proper? Will I lose my job?”“I’m telling you this is part of your job. You can choose what you want to do. I. The Black Horse stayed dark for three weeks and Shirl thrived as the new manager. She had a new haircut and a can-do attitude. Scott saw her every couple of days to stay involved and show his support.Shirl purged the bar payroll, removing deadwood and hiring new staff. The old uniforms were ditched in favor of slacks or skirts and casual knit shirts, which immediately improved the morale of the employees who stayed on.The downtime was put to full use. Employees earned their hourly wage cleaning.