I saw her coming toward me—at my workplace! It’d been a while. “Penelope, what can I do for you?” I said, unenthusiastically said.“Nothing s...ecial. I was in the neighborhood,” she said. “Thought I’d drop by and say hello.”“Here? In this neighborhood?” I said.“Yes, I hear you are working very hard for the firm,” she said.“Yes, I guess I could make that claim,” I said. “And that concerns you why? And how did you hear?”“No, no, it doesn’t concern me. I just well, I think about you sometimes.. As this was happening on the screen Kay's nipples were hardening and she was growing wet between her legs. She was sure that by this point her husband would have attacked her but he was remaining stronger than ever with his resolve. Even as she was thinking this, her husband had draped a blanket over his lap and it was slowly rising and falling near his crotch. This is it Kay thought and she leaned closer rubbing her breast against Dan's arms as she turned to look into his eyes. "Sir, I don't. We ache and we want to get to the showers. But first things first. Right gang?"They all laughed at her helplessness. She kicked out. Her booted foot hit one of the men squarely in the middle of his belly. It was as if she had kicked a stone wall. He didn't even grunt."Honey," he said, holding her foot captive in his hands, "I've been nudged by a bug harder than that. I go out there every week and get the shit pounded out of me. Now it's my turn to fuck the shit out of you! I want to take you up. He was introduced to Paul Vincent, a young vice president who had been assigned to be Ryan’s liaison to the company and keep him informed and involved when needed, and to Allison Adams, Paul’s executive assistant who would also be a primary contact for Ryan at the corporate offices. They had lunch with him in the executive lounge, and showed him to his very well-appointed corner office (which did double as a meeting room for the highest level veeps most of the time since Ryan was likely to only.