I was still standing there semi-stunned when she followed the lady up the hall.I left, a thousand thoughts going through my head, and drove to the new...jobsite, checked in the front gate and introduced myself to the people already on site. A few faces and names were familiar to me, including the engineering manager who'd asked for me by name and reputation. I looked at my new office, bare, with a desk and a large table to spread out prints and drawings, and a few chairs for the inevitable. " Granddad was a handyman. He had a little pickup truck with some tools in it and he carried a toolbox with a few tools and people would call him to come by and fix stuff or do some odd job. As I got older I noticed that sometimes granddad would take his tool box inside some houses and other times he went in without it. Most of the time that he did take the tool box I was allowed to follow him and watch him as he worked. The times he did take the tool box, I had to wait in the truck. I. I would not let myself. I took the pain and relished the soreness turn to a warm dull pain and then to extreme pleasure. My cock, now limp throbbed toward an anal orgasm and I looked down to see a cum line drop out of my cock head. His cock had felt like a post up my ass and now reminded me of those big daddy dicks from my teens- hard and thick and big enough to hurt, but amazing. I flashed on a memory from eight years before of Mr. Carlton (the older guy who broke me in and groomed me) saying,. ’The butterflies flapped harder. A slight pang of jealousy coursed through me, but this was almost instantly overcome with excitement. I was desperate to know more.'Please, just tell me.’'Ok. Here goes…’ ‘I was out in town with Roz and Kirsty for Kath’s birthday and we ended up in ‘Pyro’ nightclub. You know what it’s like, the place is huge and we had all had way too much to drink. Naturally, we got separated, but I was so drunk I couldn’t help but get up on the dance floor. I was dancing on my.