Dan Stone hated office parties, but at Finchbottom Finance it was an annual ritual that apparently had to be endured.
The reason he didn’t like them was that all
the really nice girls turned out to have no taste in men whatsoever, the plain
homely looking ones turned out to be total sluts and the dead certs apparently had
steel drawers.
And it was worse that year because there
was one girl that he particularly fancied, Cat Shepherd and he really
didn’t want to see what became of her after a few drinks so he went across the
street to a bar for a couple of hours and when he returned the party was over.
There were one or two revellers remaining,
a middle-aged man called David was unconscious at his desk a girl called Ellie
from accounts was throwing up in her waste bin and a plain looking woman from
legal called Dorcas was spread-eagled across his bosses’ desk oozing onto the
blotter.
And the only thing about the scene that surprised
him was that she was clean shaven.
“Same old, same old” he said as he returned
to his office from the bar and found Cat Shepherd completely naked and sitting in his leather
chair.
“I think you are a bit over dressed,” she
said
He nodded agreement and promptly undressed
after locking the door, before walking towards her where he sat on the edge of
his desk in front of her and then Cat looked at him with a leer before leaning
forward and taking his cock in her mouth.
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