The Christmas Party

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“Ugh, the customary work Christmas party,” I said as I opened my car door to the cold winter night. ‘I hate this,’ I thought as I trudged through the snow. ‘This is so wrong. I don’t even like these people when I get paid to be around them and now I have to be nice when I’m not getting paid.’ The cheaply decorated room with its paper ornaments and awful red and green tablecloths didn’t improve my mood. I set my gift on the table with hope that it was my boss that picked it since it was an old mug with the Grinch on it that said, ‘The mean ones have more fun.’ I quickly found the punch bowl and hoped that someone had spiked it, but as I took a drink of the fruity liquid I sighed. ‘I work with angels,’ I told myself. As I meandered around trying my best to look joyous I saw a man sitting alone looking as unhappy as me. I made my way toward him and had no idea who he was. “Hi, is this seat taken?” I asked. “Open etlik escort for grabs,” he said showing me a pretty nice smile that reached his dark green eyes. “Thanks,” I said as I sat down. I started to make small talk and found out he was the husband of one of the new girls working with me. He didn’t want to be here anymore than me. We laughed that the punch was not spiked and I told him about my gift. He said he had a mug just like that at home and I told him that the one in the box was a spare for me. We were hitting it off pretty good until his wife walked up. She pulled him away and it seemed like days that I sat there alone. When I decided to wander the room again, grab my gift and make some excuse to leave I saw him walking straight for me. He had a determined look in his eyes and I felt like I was prey to his hunt. If he were not married I’d take him home for some keçiören escort meaningless sex. As I locked my eyes with his and walked toward him he smiled and shot a quick glance down my body. ‘Maybe he wants a little meaningless sex,’ I thought. “Meet me outside in ten,” he said as he passed me. I was stunned and turned to see him grab his coat and walk out of the room. When I came back to myself I looked at my watch and quickly found my boss. I told him I was not feeling well and was going to leave. He smiled and nodded as he told me ‘Merry Christmas.’ I reluctantly said it back and as I turned from him I rolled my eyes and made good time to the table of packages and grabbed one. I picked up my coat and was out the door as fast as I could. I stepped into the cold and yelped as I was pulled around a corner. I was panting and in shock as I clutched the small box in my hands kızılay escort to my chest. “Shhh…” he said as he held me close. I nodded and took a deep breath. He pulled me down a flight of stairs and through a doorway. We stepped into a very warm room and I realized it was the boiler room. Before the door could close he pushed me up against it using our bodies to slam it shut. He stared at my wide eyes lustfully and I knew what he wanted because I wanted it too. He leaned in to kiss me and I dropped my gift and pulled him in. His soft lips danced with mine before I opened up to him. We let our tongues play as our hands wandered slipping off each other’s coats. I made short work of his shirt flying through the buttons as his calloused hands made their way up my body. Our timing was perfect as I undid the last button he slipped my dress off. I stood before him in only sheer panties and thigh-highs hearing him groaned his approval. I smiled at him and started to open his pants. He leaned against me and mauled my breast. It was starting to get difficult to concentrate on my current task, but I managed to get his pants open. As I started to push them down I began to squat before him.

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