Her Dad owned the company where I worked, so she came in whenever she cared to, despite making 100K per year. I first noticed her walking away from m... down the hall in a '50's style tight skirt. She dropped something (on purpose?), bent at the waist to pick it up, displaying a beautiful heart-shaped ass. She was petite, with waist-length beautiful blonde hair. She had virtually no boobs, but after ogling her sweet butt, I couldn't care less. Working late one night, she made the first. When you're in the mood for some random, anonymous hook-up, when you're up for "pot luck" sex, this is the place. I find a spot in the parking lot and get out. There are a few guys sitting in their cars, some of them are even pretty obviously jacking off, but more than a few of them have their phones out. These days phones=cameras, and I just not need that sort of headache. I head straight over to the men's room and walk inside. The urinals are empty (for a change), but the stalls are full. . .." and just then the doorbell rang.Erin looked frantic for a second. "There he is. Please, please remember this one thing:" Anything!" Call me Hugh! Don't forget! And I'll have to call you Erin."And then Hugh met John again, but had to pretend like it was the first time. Trying to act like the girls he had met in Ireland, Hugh leaned forward and lightly kissed John on the cheek. John was surprised, and held a hand to his cheek for a second, staring."Ahem, ah, Irish custom," Hugh explained.. John didn’t need much of an introduction since either they were there three years before or he had known them from London.Mid-tier people next, when he said all the right things. He had noticed, when they trooped into the boardroom that Liam was among them. His face was a picture: he was not a happy bunny. He scowled before putting on a bland look, but his eyes were worried. He made no effort to come and shake John’s hand after John’s speech, but left immediately.John made the rounds of the.