"Because I fuck better than all of them," Alisha said, her voice trembling with excitement. "And I can deep-throat you, for as long as you want. Ever had a three-hour blow-job?"

Eric smiled. "Okay, maybe we got a deal. For one month, we'll see."

"Great!" Alisha replied. "Now how about your signing-on fee? How would you like that?"

She took his hand and held it to her pussy, rubbing it over her hot cunt. Already the crotch of her panties was wet and the insides of her thighs trembled.

"Well, first you gotta prove that you can deep-throat. Then… who knows?"

"Would you like to lay on your desk?" Alisha said softly. "That way I can kneel over you and you can play with my pussy if you want. Or do anything you want, I love it all."

She slid her hand to the back of her dress and pulled the zipper down, holding the dress over her tits as she did.

Eric slipped his jacket off. He climbed onto the desk and lay on his back. Cathy could see the massive bulge of his cock in his pants.

"Uncle," she pleaded, "I-I'm tired, I think I'll turn in. How about…"

"Sit still, I won't, tell you again!"

Cathy wanted to break into tears. She sat there, trembling as she observed the horrible, depraved scene being played out.

Alisha very slowly dropped her dress to the carpet, standing revealed in nothing but her bra, panties and her red stockings with their matching red heels. She leaned over Eric, easing the clasp of her bra off, holding the cups over her tits as she grinned at him.

"Take it off for me," she cooed.

Eric reached up and slid his hands over Alisha's bra, playing with her tits as he moved it slowly away.

Alisha reached for his pants. She unzipped them and slid her hand inside, taking his cock and pulling it out until it sprang loose, sticking up like a long hard pole.