The day after fucking Jenn and Mel I started looking for a new job. I didn't care what, just something that paid more. I was going to need a lot of money if Jenn was going to turn pro. I needed to be able to fuck her on demand, and for that I needed coin.
Even though I was getting it cheap or free for now, I knew that might stop anytime, if she got up the nerve to take this hooker life on. I got the feeling Jenn wouldn't become any cheap street whore, but a premium call girl.
I was reading a book on management one night when I heard a knock. It was Jenn. "Whatcha up to?"
"Just reading. Looking to move up in the world."
Jenn perused the book. "Looks boring."
"Not as fun as your job."
"That's what I wanted to tell you about. You know I've been doing research." She squeezed my cock through my shorts. "Hell, you've BEEN the research. But we haven't watched any action movies for a while."
"That's true." Our shared love of action movies is what bonded our friendship in the first place. She held up a burned DVD, with no label. "What's this?"