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Click here"Thanks, Steve."
"For what?"
"Getting me home."
"Oh. You're welcome. It's the least I could do."
"You mean it's the least you could do after letting me get gang-banged by four lecherous eighteen year olds."
"Uh. Yea, that too."
"I could thank you for other stuff too."
"For what," asked Steve.
"Introducing me to the chairman's son. Teaching me the fundamentals." I smiled weakly.
"Well thank you Nicki. For everything. I could have lost my job if things had gone differently with Simon."
"Not really."
"What do you mean? The chairman would have sacked me if he'd known I was fucking you on the job."
"Well, that would have been pretty hypocritical."
"What? How do you mean?" Steve was confused.
"Remember when you put your head around the door to speak to the chairman about Mrs Fletcher this morning?"
"Yes..."
"Well, I was under the desk blowing him while you talked."
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 10 years agoGreat story. One I have remembered for each of the last few nights :)
SplendidSpunkabout 10 years agoSure your the girl of our wet dreams. Love your stories and love our Nicki. Can't wait for more to cum.
