Lucky
Copyright© 2007 by StrokeOfThePen
Chapter 1
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Tom's leaving the only job he's ever known. Setting out on an adventure that he's only dreamed about.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa ft/ft Consensual Romantic Mind Control Time Travel
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"Good Morning Tom" said the officer. He was sitting in a plush chair behind a bank of monitors that were fed from cameras around the perimeter of the building where the offices of Smith & Jacobs, Inc were located.
"Good Morning Phil" said Tom, "I'm in a small hurry this morning, and I've got to catch the boss before he gets busy."
"No problem Tom. I'll catch you later."
He wasn't in a hurry, but he wanted to keep the chitchat to a minimum this morning. Usually, they asked about each other's family, and made small talk for a couple of minutes before Tom headed up the elevator to his office.
The offices occupied the entire third floor of the building. It was the highest floor for leasing office space; the fourth floor contained an exclusive restaurant, a private bar, a banquet hall, and a gym, complete with an Olympic sized swimming pool and a quarter mile running track.
The whole building was a bastardized version of the original design he had turned in while he was being recruited. His boss had asked for some samples of his work and immediately set to work using the design of the office building. He also took full credit for the design.
"It's fair; the design does have some modifications." he mumbled sarcastically under his breath.
The water fountains were all in a slightly different location than the original, the men's and women's restrooms were switched, and the specs were changed to include some inferior building materials instead of the quality material that he had called for initially.
Stepping off the elevator Tom reached into his pocket, grabbed his wallet, and pulled out his badge to gain access to the back entrance of the 'bullpen'. It was only secure in that it took the badge to get through the back door. From the outer offices, you could just as easily walk directly to the bullpen. It consisted of a large open area where the brunt of the design work was completed by under appreciated architects so the big shots could keep on looking like big shots. Everyone knew it, they just didn't say it. Especially Geoff.
Geoff was institutionalized. Relegated to life within the confines of Smith & Jacobs. This was his first real job too, but he wasn't as gifted as Tom. Proficient, but not gifted. So Geoff kept his mouth shut and his head down. Preferring to live vicariously through his best friend Tom.
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