The man would put Ebenezer Scrooge to shame. He's a Yalie with one agenda: to convince the board and the shareholders that he doesn't waste a red cent.... He wants to keep his job at any cost."As far as sex is concerned, who knows if he is even capable. He has a hard-on for money, that's all," he grinned as they finished their food and hurried back to the car.When they got to the office, half of the staff was already there. Apparently, they had skipped dinner and were determined to impress. A shame. While I'm not a cuck, I did enjoy her being my personal porn-star for me to jerk off to!Anyway, last weekend, we went out to a Christmas party. It was at a cabaret bar so we didn't expect to know anyone there, but a couple of hours into the show (and a few cocktails in our bellies) she pointed at someone at the bar and looked a little horrified. I looked over and recognised her ex-boyfriend "K".Now Phoebe and K's relationship had been a little one sided. He was totally in love with. I helped Alejandra organize her bedroom. She had a room with a queen bed and a view of the ocean. All the bedrooms in the main house had their own en suite bathroom. Alejandra's also had a small sitting room off to the side with more views of the ocean on two sides. "Wow very nice upgrade from the Motel 6!" I teased. "I know! But I am thankful for that, it was a safe place. Besides it is where we made love the first time." she said.I hugged her. "You are such a sweet girl Alejandra!"She. Nice place, penthouse with four rooms. The girl followed me in. She sat on the edge of the bed as i sprawled out in intoxicated comfort.She urged me to massage her and i complied, she had her back arched over, her neat, tight body in between my legs. My hands pressed into the curves of her spine. Her muscles were tense, wound up by a stress i knew nothing of. I intended to become closer to her but for now my mind was focused on keeping my cock from ripping a hole in my jeans… My whereabouts.