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“I think you know exactly what I’m saying, Harriet.”
He groaned as he stood up, and I watched as he reached down and pulled his cock out of his boxers. My eyes widened as I saw how large and thick he was.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I know you don’t want to fuck on your first day of employment, but you got me fucking hard as hell, and I need to relieve myself.” He winked as his hand went back and forth on his cock. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.
“I’m going to go have a shower, and I suggest you do the same, and then I’ll give you your duties for the day.”
“My duties?” I said, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes, my dear. There’s some cleaning I need you to do, and you have to get ready for the party tonight.”
“Oh yeah,” I said, groaning internally. I’d forgotten I had to work.
ChapterSeventeen
Checking Account Balance: $135
Savings Account Balance: $10
Boyfriend Count: 0.75 and a bit of shame.
“Thank you, girls, so much for coming,” I said to Polly and Chelsea as they stood at the front door.
“I’m just surprised that your new boss knew that you gave him McDonald’s for breakfast and he’s still letting you stay,” Chelsea said, shaking her head. “And shame on you, Polly. I can’t believe that—”
“Oh, no, no, no, no, no. You’re not going to say shame on me,” Polly said. “I was helping our big sis, which I hope you would’ve done the same if she’d called you.”
“If you would’ve called me that early, I would’ve—”
“Guys, come on inside,” I said, cutting her off. “Welcome to my new abode.”
“It’s absolutely amazing,” Chelsea said, grinning. “I can understand why you lied to get this job.”
“I didn’t even know what the place looked like, Chelsea. I didn’t lie because I wanted to live here. I lied because I needed to live somewhere, and I needed to make money. And…”
“Because you’re working for a hottie. Where is he, by the way?” Polly said. “I want to meet him.”
“Guys, let’s go to my room first. You can meet him later. He wants to talk to us about the party.”
“I still can’t believe he allowed you to hire your sisters to be waitresses for the night,” Chelsea said. “Like, who does that?”
“I don’t know, but when I asked him if I could have some help for serving, he asked me if I knew anyone, and I said I have two sisters. And he was like, ‘How does a thousand dollars for the night sound?’”
“Wow. So we’re going to get five hundred each?” Chelsea said, grinning.
“Nope. You’re going to get a thousand dollars each.”
“No way!” Polly jumped up and down. “This is absolutely unheard of and amazing, and I love you.”
“Well, make sure not to mess up tonight.”
“Oh shit,” Chelsea said, looking at Polly. “Tonight’s going to be disastrous.”
“What? What do you mean?” I asked her, frowning.
“Girl, how are you hosting and cooking for a dinner party when you can’t cook? And how is your boss letting you cook when he knows you made him an Egg McMuffin for breakfast?”
“Because I kind of passed it off and told him I made it ’cause I was still tired and delirious from him waking me up, and he bought it.”
