SOLD!!! – Pt. 6

Turned out I actually knew this person. She was an old family friend and former employee of the shop, Brianna Davenport. Brianna had worked for mom when she was in high school and her freshmen college year. Brianna was my first real ‘crush’, and I have always wanted to fuck her. She is short, around 5’3”, but well proportioned. She has a bit of a muffin top, & huge tits that made for incredible cleavage. Standing next to her I could never help myself from looking down and fantasizing about her nipples. Not to mention an ass that fills her jeans to perfection. And legs that were naturally taught, like my dick every time I saw her, and today was no different

I could not wait to get to her house. When I did she greeted me at the door with a hug, a grin, and a really nice party dress. She explained that I was to be her escort to a party her company is throwing, she now works as a charge nurse for a private upscale practice. She smiled when she saw me and said “Wow Bill (only Brianna used my proper name), you have certainly filled out to quite the man, I’m really glad you came with me tonight.”

I blushed a bit at the compliment, simply saying “Me too.”

“There’s something I would like you to do for me tonight. I had asked Veronica to set me up with someone to for a special need. I was floored when I found it was you…but I’m glad you’re here.”

“Whatever you want.” I said. Damn her eyes were sexy.

“I brought you here with me because my boss is a piece of shit and makes passes at me at work. I told him I have a jealous boyfriend but he called my bluff. I was hoping you’d be that jealous boy friend for the night. I don’t want you to do anything to my boss but show him I wasn’t lying.”

I smiled. “Oh yeah, any way I can help.”

She smiled and sighed in relief. As we walked to the door I reached over and took her hand in mine. I leaned close and whispered, “If we are going as a couple we should act like one.” She smiled again and squeezed my hand.

The party was an elegant affair. Fancy food, classy music. Thanks goodness I know how to dance . It wasn’t very far into the evening that this middle aged man with a comb over came over to our table. He went straight to Brianna and I could tell he was looking down the front of her dress at her breasts. When he turned to me I stood up and shook his hand with tremendous force. I could tell I hurt his hand while I stared at him like he owed me money.