Fucking January. Every goddamn year it's the same. You're just getting home from grocery shopping, and you already feel like you might die of hypother...mia.You reach the door to the apartment complex, and open it stiffly. You can only describe the sight that meets you in the entrance hall as shocking. In the corner, ducked under the stairway are two young women. One of them is in the lap of the other. She looks to have passed out. The other girl is wide awake, and she looks into your eyes and. ”“Well you won’t have a choice.”I asked him then if he wanted to stay at the back, or move down into a seat. He said we’d be sitting shortly, and moved to the other corner away from the door and told me to follow him.He told me to get on my knees, which I did but apparently not far down enough as he told me to get all the way down. He then unzipped his pants and out sprung a cock that was about 7 inches and nicely thick. He grabbed me by the hair on the back of my head and forced me to look up. He moved his lips down to my neck which drove me wild. I pushed his head down into me and told him to do it harder, which he did. I vaguely remembered I had a boyfriend, so I didn't want to go all the way, but his lips against my skin and the smell of his aftershave tempted me a little too much!I turned around and got on top of him. His hands found his way to my ass, feeling it beneath my skirt. I began kissing him all over. 'Rich,' I said, 'we shouldn't be doing this.' 'I know,' he said. 'It's. He's turned out to be a huge asset for us. Then we split the development teams into the three departments, appointed a head of each department, and they all report to Neil. It's not the best arrangement, but we seem to have stuck there for the past eight years."Tim looked up, "And the structure within the development departments?" Well, that's straightforward project teams. It's always been like that, or at least since the very earliest days when it was more of a 'all hands to the pumps' sort.