When I got back, I was hot enough that I just took off the tank top and got a drink from the hose. Brian wasn’t home and he wouldn’t see me at the... side of the house anyway so it was just for Mr Gadsten. Sensing my boss watching, I made sure to cool off a little extra by splashing myself.“Hey Bailey,” he called out and waved me over. Bold, trying to get me to come over for a closer look. You dog you.I turned off the spigot and walked over to him, casually wiping the water and sweat off my face. "What does it matter? Blow job or windows, I didn't win the bet, so nothing like that is going to happen. You keep fucking around and talking about things, sure as hell I'm going to end up being fired. If not by Evelyn, then by one of the other bosses who'll find out about what was said in the break room. If the whole thing dies down, maybe I'll manage to squeak through this one time. You keep jabbering, and my chances get to be less and less." If you're really worried, maybe you should just. She just waited for the inevitable intrusion into her cunt. I knew she was waiting for it, because every time I touched her she winced and started to gyrate her hips around my hand. I just looked at her bare arse and wet pussy, touching it every now and then.My cock was rampant inside my jeans and I mean rampant. I stopped touching her and unbuckled my belt. I unzipped my jeans very slowly, trying to look around her swaying body to see if she was smiling. I wanted her to look around at me but. Now you're officially and legally mine. It felt good to be wanted, to be owned and to be his. If my existence was defined by his pleasure then the level of happiness that he was feeling at this moment surely made me happy as well.Finally the last piece of paper he showed me was a change of name form to be filed with the court. It was already filled in to change my legal name from Kristin Kailey to the Cunt. Upon signing that document, I was convinced that as far as the outside world was.