Looking at Jill, Kyle came to the conclusion that she was dressed just barely enough to go to the bank. Money would be he next item on the list. He turned and drove toward the Second State Bank of Minnesota.
Pulling up to the bank, he told Jill, “Okay, honey, you are going to go inside and close out all of your accounts. The money will be made in a cashiers check.”
“But, I won't have any money then,” She said, in a confused little girl's voice.
“Don't worry about that, okay. You aren't going to worry are you?”
“Nope, not going to worry,” Jill said in a peppy little voice. With that statement, she got out of the car and sashayed into the lobby of the bank. Kyle followed behind her, enjoying the view. There weren't many people inside, so they walked right up to the teller.
Raising an eyebrow he asked, “How can I help you, miss?”
“I need to close my accounts and write out a cashiers check for it.” Jill responded, almost giggling.
“May I ask why you are closing the accounts?” the teller asked. Now his eyes were gazing over her barely clothed body. He really didn't care why, he just wanted to look at the eye candy.
“Oh, because Kyle told me to,” Jill replied, smiling at the teller then at Kyle.
Before the teller could get another word in, Kyle said, “I am her new financial advisor and am going to be taking care of her funds. I am moving them over to Hereford Bank, opening a new account for her there. Consolidating everything,” Kyle saw the teller's look of surprise as he mentioned the most selective and prestige bank in the region. “Yes, this is the last of her funds to be moved.”
“Well, Ms. Andrews, can I have your account numbers please?” the teller asked. Jill quickly rattled off the accounts and handed him her check card for verification. A minute later the teller walked over to the printer and returned with a cashier's check for $5,647.12. “I need you to sign her, Ms. Andrews.”
With a smile she picked up the pen and signed it. Looking up at Kyle, she smiled and filled out the top portion to “Kyle Stevens.”
Kyle nodded his head and said, “Thanks for your help, Bob, I really appreciate it.”
“Sure thing, we aim to please,” Bob responded.
What Bob said made Kyle come up short. He grinned evilly and said, “Jill walk out to the car.” Jill smiled and headed out. Kyle turned and looked at Bob. “Listen, I saw you checking her out, I don't blame you. In fact, she aims to please as well.”
“What?” Was all Bob could manage.
“Take a break and come out to the car. She loves giving blow jobs, seriously man, I am not kidding. You ask her for one, she will do it.”
Bob looked out the doors as Jill walked away and then back to Kyle. “Hey, Pam. We're slow right now, could you cover me for about ten minutes. I haven't taken a break yet.”
Pam, who had been so focused on her computer that she had missed everything, said to him, “Yeah, head out, I got you covered.” Bob looked at Kyle, shrugged, and headed out to the car with him.
As they arrived at the car Kyle looked around, there was no one in the parking lot at the moment. That was probably a good thing, having oral sex in public was probably illegal. Jill was sitting in the passenger seat, facing forward. That would not do. “Jill, turn around and face us.” Jill swung around and faced the two men. “Jill, give Bob here a blow job. After all he did such a great job for you, right? So suck him off and let him cum wherever he wants.”
“Okay,” Jill said as she opened up Bob's pants. As she pulled down his underwear over his rapidly rising cock she licked its length, then started sucking on the head. She slowly moved her mouth all the way down his now rock hard shaft. Jill pulled back up quickly and was back down even faster. She sucked fast and furiously, letting him practically fuck her mouth.
It was damn good, Bob thought as he felt the pressure build up in his balls and move up his cock. He started to breath heavier and heavier the faster Jills mouth worked. He could feel her warm mouth and tongue work their way over his rod. He took a few more deep breaths, but couldn't hold back and said, “Yes, on your face,” as he pulled out and sprayed cum juice on her lips, nose, and cheeks.
As Bob pulled up his pants and fixed himself he said, “You aren't going to say anything to anyone, right? I could lose my job over this.”
“Why would you lose your job? She was no longer a customer when she did it. It's not like you paid for it or anything.”
Looking at him, Bob said, “Yeah, I guess you're right. Well, have a good one.”
“Yup, I will,” Kyle said, as he put the check in his wallet and walked to the driver's seat. Well, not a dime to her name, he thought as they drove away.
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