Daisy learns how "Scarlet" and Mr. Johnson met

The park wasn't far away, but Scarlet (or really, Sarah) wasn't shy about getting started before they got there. "How'd you meet him?" she asked.

Daisy was blushing again. "He's friends with my dad. I work for his company. Even though I don't actually have a degree."

Sarah rolled her beautiful green eyes. "Of course. He likes **** girls," she said. "Did he tell you anything about how we met?"

"A little," Daisy said. She didn't want to admit exactly how much he'd said. Just because Sarah had been a stripper, it didn't mean she wanted people blabbing about her sex life out of the blue.

"We fucked at a work party," Sarah said, proving Daisy had nothing to worry about. "Me and some friends were dancers and they hired us to come to the office for a 'mixer' almost every week. The firm was new so it was a fratty start up kind of vibe. The first few times we played it pretty safe, came dressed up nice, pretended we were respectable girls, only started taking our clothes off when everyone was good and drunk. Then it got out of hand more and more often."

"Out of hand?" Daisy asked, feeling hungry for more information. She tried to imagine what Mr. Johnson would have looked like ten years younger. He was handsome now with a bit of a middle-aged man belly. Back then he would've been in the prime of his life.

"It all started when Ward - Ward Adams, is he still there? He's a sexual harassment lawsuit waiting to happen. But I guess you are too. Anyway, he paid my friends Lindsey and Grace a thousand bucks to make out. A thousand bucks became two thousand if they got totally naked, and then Greg - Johnson - added another thousand to the pot to see them go down on each other. 69. Does he still have a thing for that?"

Daisy thought of how he had cum down her throat with his full weight on top of her and his head between her legs last Tuesday. "Yeah," she said.

"I'm not surprised. You have the perfect lips for it."

Daisy hadn't stopped blushing. "Thanks," she said.

"Every week they got Grace and Lindsey to do more and more to each other. By the end of the month it was 3K to watch Lindsey fuck Grace in the ass with the strap on. But I never joined in," Sarah said.

Daisy could only imagine where they aould have had the ladies do it in the office floor. She wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it, she decided. "That's smart," she said.

Sarah smirked. "Damn right it was. That's how they ended up offering me 10k for a show with Greg."

"Oh wow," Daisy said. Her throat was dry. She desperately wanted to know more.