“Are these the famous Nick Coyle campaign notes?”“They are,” said Nick. “The office looked so empty when I first saw it and they were like t...e only office supplies I owned. I should probably move them up to my apartment before I accidentally hand the head of UN water relief a complete history of Pangaria.”Hall was up out of his chair, looking at the shelf. He gestured towards the binders. “May I?”“Take the one furthest to your right. They’re in chronological order and the ones on the left are. I take it and throw her the universal rolly eyes, apologetic ‘Bloody hell! Thought I’d never get here!’ expression, unfasten the bottom button on my suit jacket and settle in for the duration. I barely knew my boss, having just started at the small family run drawing offices around two months ago. I’m sorely tempted to turn and have a nosy at the congregation, see how many of my new colleagues have turned up, but it’s hard to do a discreet recce when plonked up front like Big Chief Mourner. I’m. Ohhhh, you look like you had an interesting night," she saidin a friendly tone."Yeah, sorry. I know I don't look so great right now. I went overboard.I just need to rest."Before he knew it, she was sitting right next to him and she beganscratching his head softly. If there was an instant that he found thatto be a tad weird, it quickly disappeared because of how good it felt."Ohhhh, poor baby. You shouldn't feel so bad. Doesn't this feel goodat least?"He shut his eyes and drank it in, it. I was pissed, because he promised not to fuck me. He said he was sorry and wouldn't do it again. I said that I didn't want to get fucked, especially without any lube. He said ok, but asked if he could dry hump me a little more - that he was close to cumming. I had pretty much lost my hard-on, but I told him he could. Once I was back on my stomach, I felt him spit a couple of times on my crack, while he reached under me and played with my dick. As he slid his cock along my crack in his.