Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 51

She headed over and got the key. Jenny's eyes were huge. "What the hell are you doing?" written all over her face. Sarah put the key In the lock and opened the drawer. The sight of all the cash in the drawer made Jenny's jaw drop.

"What the fuck!! Why does he have all this cash?" she asked amazed as she reached out and started to move some bills around to assess how much the drawer held. Before Sarah could even say anything, the implication hit Jenny and she turned to look at Sarah. "You bitch! You've been stealing?! I knew there had to be something! The shopping. Getting your nails done. Hell, even the sudden change with Conner!! I knew something had changed." She went back to the money and started looking more closely. "How much is here? And why does he have all this here?"

"Thursday nights are his poker nights. He told me once when he was drunk that his friends are filthy rich and not very good gamblers, so he wins a lot. And I guess he just throws everything in here. See how it is just crammed in? He doesn't even organize it. He just empties his pockets and shoves it in," she explained.

"Man, thought maybe you were turning tricks or something. Or got a sugar daddy. But stealing?! I never would have guessed that." She found a whole stack of hundreds and started counting them. She got up over ten and just looked at Sarah with big eyes. "How long?"

"What?"

"How long have you been taking money?"

"About two months, I guess"

"Two months!!" she exclaimed. Sarah felt the need to quiet her down and shushed her. Which was crazy with no one obviously around. "How much?" Jenny demanded like an interrogator.

".......don't know," Sarah stammered.

"Come on, don't give me that. How much?!" she said raising her voice again.

"A little over $1000. Maybe $1200??" she offered clearly feeling guilty.

"Shut the fuck up!! That much?! And he doesn't know?"

"No. He's never said anything. He's got thousands and thousands in there and I don't think he cares. It's all found money. So why would he miss a little." She looked back at Jenny with a little Innocent shrug and a raise of her eyebrows.

Jenny went back to looking at the money and then her face lit up as the next connection hit her. "Are we going to take some more tonight?"

"Well....I suppose so." She watched as Jenny continued to count bills. "How much do you think?"

"$100 each?" Before Sarah could respond, the greed had clearly overtaken Jenny. "Maybe $150? That would be enough for another outfit maybe."

Jenny made two stacks and werit back and forth placing similar denominations on each pass. She paused at $150 on each stack. Sarah goaded her and told her to add another $50 on each one. Jenny announced, "$200 each. What the hell? He won't miss it!" After she finished making two equal stacks of $200, Jenny hugged her and they both jumped up and down over what naughty giris they were.

Jenny put the rest of the money back in the drawer and spent some time to move bills around to make it look as messy as before. Sarah put the key back making sure Jenny watched her every move, fulfilling another explicit instruction from Mr. Michaels. Sarah looked back at Jenny and explained, "I found this key when I was snooping one night."

You dirty slut! I can't believe you had this pot of gold and kept it all for yourself!" She playfully slapped her friend on the arm.

"Hey you're here tonight aren't you? Besides, I knew you were figuring it out. So I thought we could both profit!" she said with a big goofy grin. "You are my bestie after all!" And Sarah put her arm around Jenny in a half hug.

"Thanks babe! I definitely owe you!"

They headed back downstairs to make sure they were in the den when Mr. Michaels returned. They didn't want to get caught. They put everything away, including their bag with the bathing suits and cover ups. Sarah made a night cap for each of them and they watched some TV.

When they heard the keys hit the bowl, they both jumped up. Jenny, still feeling the full effect of the alcohol from earlier,

stumbled a little on the way over to talk to Mr. Michaels. They both were shamelessly flirting with him like two drunk giris. They told him how good he looked and found ways to touch him. Jenny even "accidently" fell into him and rubbed her tits on him. By the time they were ready to leave, Mr. Michaels paid Sarah and then tipped each girl $80.

They thanked him profusely and each one gave him a long hug and a kiss on the cheek. While Jenny hugged him, Sarah pinched her nipple and grabbed her crotch for Mr. Michaels to see out of Jenny's eyesight. They finally left and Sarah piled Jenny into the car. She helped her into her house as well and got her to her room and gave her accomplice a huge hug.

Friday morning brought a slightly bleary-eyed Jenny around to find Sarah by her locker. "I can't believe we did that," she said with obvious excitement that meant the exact opposite.

"Same time next week?"

"Absolutely! I'll be there."

Class went on as normal. Conner sent a text and said he would pick her up at 7:00pm for dinner. She also got a text from Jimmie asking if she wanted to go out sometime. Sarah wondered how that would go over between the two friends, but she remained flattered by the ask. And she had checked in with Mr. Michaels to make sure there weren't any additional rules for her date. He told her no, just the normal - wear a condom and don't let him touch your ass. His nonchalant response gave her great relief.

Conner managed to be both on time and act mostly a gentleman during dinner, but Sarah could tell he tried to rush everything along. He just wanted to get her home to jump and pump her. She worked just as hard to take everything slow and make him wait. The second time she asked for a few minutes to look over the menu, she thought he would lose his mind. But he stayed polite and bought her a nice meal, with dessert, before they got into his Charger and headed back to his house. They went down to the game room that had a big TV in the basement.

Sarah knew she needed to satisfy the boy, but she still wanted to flex her new dominant persona. When he started pawing her, she stopped him and made him sit down. She slowly undressed and made him watch without touching her.

Then she took his hands and moved them over her body.

She told him things she liked and things she didn't like.

And she stressed the Importance of building up the moment.