Me & The Foreman

Years ago I used to work construction. I had only worked there for about a month but my foreman and I became pretty good friends. He was a 45 year old man and I was only 22. Every once in a while we would go and have a beer or two after work. He would always be talking about the problems he was having with his wife. I’d try to help with advice but I don’t think I was any good at it. One night he was giving me a ride home and he mentioned something about how if she just gave him head once in a while it would relieve a lot of stress. I jokingly said “I’ll relieve it for you”. He kind of took a double take at me and we both laughed. After about 5 more minutes of driving he randomly pulled into a Walmart parking lot. I thought he might have to stop and pick something up but I found it weird that he parked in the back of the lot. He put the car in park and turned to me and asked if I was serious about what I said. I nervously chuckled. “Ya. I mean, sure” is what came out. He didn’t hesitat