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It's 1996 and the desert is hot, he finds himself single and staying at a condo in the center of town. Gina, his wife; parted ways after a long drawn out family fight over money, kids, and unemployment. Well that’s another story all in itself, so let’s get to this one. Down on his luck, in the gutter, constantly searching the Las Vegas Journal for any job that was available. One of the most adventurous ones was in door to door sales or multi-level marketing shall I say. AC attended this small seminar of about 25 people, a day he will never forget. This white kid; Matt, was giving a seminar and mentioned that he’s looking for leaders, go-getters, you know, only motivated people. He went on to give this story of how he can make them independent, own their own business and make lots of money. Player was dressed in the finest attire, Italian leather shoes, Brooks Brothers Suit, crisp white shirt, nice tie and a wine face Rolex.

Looking at first impression, one could assume that he makes decent money, just from the way he’s dressed and his overwhelming confidence. Then he says, today I’m gonna throw all the shit on the wall and whatever sticks is what I'm going to keep. OK, now you really have my attention, I’m ready to get to it! AC says to himself. Matt then proceeds to pull out these bottles of perfume. This is our merchandise, it cost $32.50 a bottle, the owner of the company is going to front you the merchandise and you pay for it after you sell it. At that moment the shit started falling off the wall, people were saying screw this, it’s a scam and all kinds of negative comments. Coop on the other hand wanted to see where this would lead, after all, time was something he had plenty of, so he waited to see what was next. OK, now that all of the bullshit has cleared the room, let’s get to business. Tonight, I want you to go home, tell your family, friends and relatives about this hot new product you are selling; they are renditions of all the popular fragrances. Remember the cost is 32.50 but all you have to bring me is $25.00 per bottle. You can keep everything above that or just sell it to them for $25.00 and just bring us the money, totally up to you.

The next day came, a few people had sold a good number of bottles, AC sold maybe 2 at $32.50, attempting to make some kind of profit. But what most interests him was the fact that Matt got $25.00 a bottle, it was 15 people in the room and they all started with 10 bottles a piece. Andy knew he had to get where Matt was, he wanted his spot! Sitting with a blank stare, he imagines doing this every week with new people! Money, money, money! So needless to say, he stuck to Matthews’s ass like glue; Coop learned everything about him and the business. In a month and a half, he had his own corporate office, recruiting new people and making his own money. By this time, all he had to turn in was $12.50 a bottle, anything between 12.50 and 32.50 was all profit, how sweet it was.

They sold so much perfume in Las Vegas, the corporate office had repeat customers ordering by the case and the money was flowing in $1,000.00 to $2,000.00 a day, then like anything, it came to an end. The police got to know the staff by first name and told them to stop harassing people with perfume, I mean every time one of the staff tried to sell something they would stop them. Hell, they even barred the entire crew from the strip! So, there he was, stuck with an office that could no longer produce. Saying to himself after realizing the obvious. Damn, how am I going to tell Monica that she can no longer be my secretary! Just then, she walked in, he sat on the desk and asked her to come in his office. Hey Monica, could you come here a minute, we need to talk. OK, I'm coming. She walks in. We really took a big hit this quarter with very low sales and staff leaving. It doesn't look good baby, I'm afraid I have to leave all this behind and start all over. What do you mean by that AC? We have to close baby, we are all out of money and we can't move any product. Aww man, that's some bullshit! So, I want be seeing you again? Well not for a while baby, come here and let me kiss those juicy lips. She moved closer to him and leaned her forehead against his, then made their lips touch. Muah. Dang, my dick just got hard, kiss me again, um, I love those lips.

Yeah I know you do daddy. She reached down, unzipped his pants, pulled out his hard penis and proceeded to kiss it. Monica, your juicy lips feel so good on my dick, nice and warm with every stroke. Knowing that this would probably be the last time seeing Monica, he made her get on the desk and open her legs so he could lick that sweet pussy of hers, one last time. She was wearing a white summer linen dress that seem to bounce across her ass when she walked, whenever she wore it, she knew it turned him on. Monica leaned back against the desk, lifted up her dress, removed her panties, then laid back with her legs opened and placed a foot on each of AC's shoulders. Like a cat cleaning its coat, he begins licking the inside of her pussy and rubbing his tongue over that clit, it didn't take long for her erotic juices to start flowing.

Ohhh baby! Damn, I hope this isn't the last time we fuck. He stops, looks up at her and says. No, it want be baby, I just have to close this damn office and go get my hustle on. I'm sure your husband can make you happy until we hook back up. She looks at him with a long sad stare and her eyes begin to tear up. Hey, stop it; don't start crying, look, here’s $2,000.00 to get you through the next week or so. But Daddy, I don’t wanna leave you, Eric’s a lame! He can’t handle me like you can. I know baby, but it’s that time, come here. He pulls her up off the desk and starts kissing her while his hands caress her bottom, massaging her butt in a slow circular motion as he pulled her closer to him. The friction between the two had given him another erection; slowly, he lifted up her dress and turned her ass around towards him. With his right hand, he took a condom from his back pocket, opened it with his mouth and placed it on his hard dick; grabbed her butt cheeks, spread them apart and stuck his 8-inch cock in her wet pussy. Ummmm. Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Dammit daddy! Hey baby, bite on the chair or something; you know there’s people across the hall! Ummm. Fuck it daddy! Fuck it! What are they gonna do, put us out? Fuck it!

Ummmm-Ummmm. I'm going to miss this dick! He thrust forward, she push backward, then he thrust forward, she pushed backward, back and forth they went for the next 20 minutes until one of them surrendered. Oh shit! Oh shit! OHHHHH SHIT!!!! I'm cumming baby, oh-oh-oh, yes daddy! Ummmm. She stops and leans over the desk, its 6pm baby, the landlord should be here any minute, we have to go, put on your panties so we can lock up, hand me my belt off the desk. Damn, I’m gonna miss you MO. In a rush, he pulls up his pants and puts his belt back on. Come here baby; promise me you will be safe, you know how to reach me if you need me, right baby. She turns around, sits on the desk and begins to put on her panties. Wow, really, it's like that! So that’s it motherfucker! One last screw and send me on my way huh! Look, I gave you some paper to hold you over for a week or so. But that’s all I can do for now, I got to get back on my grind, be easy and stop trippin. You know I got love for you, I will find you when I get my shit together. Alright, I hear you nigga! She pulls her panties all the way up, jumps off the desk, hugs him and walks out of the office. Later MO, you know I want forget you, with that fat juicy ass! Oh, tell your husband I said what's up too! Ahhh, fuck you nigga, that shit aint funny! Your black ass better call me when you get shit poppin too! Come on, you know I got you! Yeah, umm, hmm! Bye AC! She exits into the hall way.