Cindy looked at me for a moment and stood up. She managed to catch Jim before he left the room. Jim turned around and said, "I'm really sorry." Okay, ...thanks for telling me that, Jim. I think we had too much to drink and things just went wrong. Maybe next time you'll understand when I say I'm not ready," Cindy said."Next time?" Jim said."Yes, if you still want to hang around with me. Jim, I don't think you meant to hurt me." Cindy giggled. "I think you just got too turned on. Jim, I don't hate. She had a mop of brown hair in a pageboy cut and a slim athletic looking body. Her breasts were small, but seemed the perfect size to Paul. Anything bigger would have left her body looking unbalanced. She looked a little like an elf would, and the first time Paul had met her he had almost checked her for pointed ears.Paul loathed the job itself. It was utterly menial and needed no mental effort whatsoever. All he had to do was listen to the moronic customers telling him what they wanted. Then. The golden stream seamed endless as he swallowed every drop, and I could see him stroking his very hard cock with a dark red mushroom head. He let loose of my ever-growing cock, and motioned for the young man to come towards him. He parted his lips and took all of the six-inches of cock flesh into his mouth and throat. He sucked a short time and the young man began breathing heavier. He withdrew his cock and my Dad's boss opened his mouth wide so we could see a mouthful of thick white manjuice.. I mumbled something to the coaches and thanked them for their time. By the time I made it to my car, my ego kicked in and began stoking a fire inside me. How could they even think of pulling me? Had I slacked off that much?The next couple of days were foggy. I worked hard in practice, but I knew our own playbook too well. I was going through the motions helping our team get better. Friday night before the game, I sat quietly in the locker room.“What’s up?” Jim asked.I snapped out of my thoughts.