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Rated: XGC · Chapter · Erotica · #2255429
Adam is given a helping hand in life, for a price.
Chapter 1

"Beep beep beep beep beep bee..."

Adam reached over and hit the stop button on his cell phone. He had stopped using traditional alarm clocks years ago but still preferred the original sound to wake up to.
Forcing himself to sit up, Adam rubbed his face and swung his feet over the bed to the cold hardwood floor. He cringed slightly as the cold wood touched his feet.
Pulling on his shorts and runners, Adam went to the fridge and pulled out a green smoothie and 2 eggs he had boiled the previous night. He popped the eggs into his mouth and took a big gulp of the thick smoothie to wash them down. With breakfast out of the way Adam stepped out the door into the crisp morning air.
The fog was thick and Adam could feel it cling to his skin. Following his normal morning routine he kicked off the porch into a jog. Adam enjoyed jogging. He didn't even listen to music. The tap of his shoes on the pavement was like a metronome and the early song birds where the tune he ran to. In his mind he could almost recognize a melody in their whistles.
His route would take him in a large circle around his neighborhood, totalling nearly a mile and a half. Sixteen minutes later Adam returned home and went to shower.
After a run Adam enjoyed taking a cool shower to rinse the sweat away and bring his body temp down. He relaxed with his hands on the shower wall and the refreshing water running down his back. He looked down at his cock and thought about masturbating before going to work, but thought better of it. He didn't have time to waste on self pleasure.
Another thirty minutes and he was out the door and driving to the office. Circling the parking lot he found an opening and drove towards it. A moment later he watch as a Ford Mustang came flying in and stole the spot. A young man with a smug grin got out and waved without looking as he strolled away, locking the muscle car with a click of the key fob. Adam fumed and circled the lot again, finally finding a spot on the far side.
As Adam made his way across the parking lot he heard a rumble. Glancing to the sky he sighed as the dark clouds blew ever closer. He was going to have to run through the rain at the end of the day, he just knew it. His reflection stared back at him in the mirrored glass of the office building. Grabbing the handle he jerked the door open and stepped into the immaculate lobby.
The reception desk was just ahead and maintained by a very attractive young woman that Adam guessed was in her early twenties. Her brunette hair was tied back in a messy bun and she wore glasses.
Adam questioned if she really needed the glasses or if she just wore them to look smarter. Either way, they looked good on her.

"Good morning Mr. Paloway!" Chimed the receptionist in a bright voice.

"Good morning Trisha. How are you?" Adam replied respectively.

Adam had to force himself to look in her eyes. Trisha had worn a deep red dress with a deeper v-neck. The ample cleavage was like a bug zapper to his eyes and the dress seemed to be designed for the sole purpose of inflating his cock.

Trisha smiled brightly and responded, "Very well sir. Thank you. Yourself?"

Adam sighed, "fine. That new kid, Jackson, stole the spot I was going to take this morning. Kids a bit of a dick ya know?"

*Oh... sorry."

Adam raised a brow in confusion. "What? Why?"

"Well, he is my cousin. It was my recommendation to Mr. Peterman that got him hired. He is a dick though. I did it because my mom asked me to help. He is her sisters son."

Trisha looked down embarrassed.

"OH, well... it's no big deal. Just, ya know, exercise." Adam forced a chuckle.

Trisha looked up with a small smile and Adam instantly felt a stir in his pants. He quickly said goodbye and headed to the elevator.

"Mr. Paloway?" Trisha called.

Adam turned partly, still trying to control his fifth appendage. "Yes?"

"You won't tell Mr. Peterman will you? He doesn't know Jackson is my cousin."

Adam looked back over his shoulder, "No, of course not."

"Thanks Mr. Paloway."

Adam thought Trisha looked like she wanted to say more, but after a moment of silence he walked away to the elevator and rode up to his level on the fourth floor.
His penis had finally gotten under control. Adam started his computer and sat back while the out of date machine took the time to boot. Leaning back in his chair he could see out of the window closest to his cubile.The dark clouds were getting closer and Adam cursed silently to himself.
Adam gasped quietly. He thought he saw something odd, like a dark line in the clouds. As he stared more intensely the shape never reappeared so Adam chalked it up to imagination.
The clock ticked and the day seemed to drag on forever. So Adam focused on his job, making a rich man a little more rich.
Adam sighed.
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