Category: Office stories

Amos slid a CD into his stereo and sat back while the machine ate, digested, and began to play. He tipped his chair back and balanced precariously, occasionally looking at the bank of video screens before him. Amos felt lucky, he had been hired as a security guard during the Christmas season, and management like the job he did so well, he was hired on a full time basis.

I recently took a job as a consultant for a large firm. A lot of traveling would be involved. This was a bit of a downside, but, in a way, it also intrigued me, as I had always had a fantasy about going to a strange town and having a one night stand with a complete stranger. I’m married, but have had marital problems on and off for a few years. My wife had a brief affair with her highschool sweetheart a few years into our marriage and, though she broke it off, I have always felt betrayed and even sometimes felt the need to get even with her.

Daniel Goddard turned to the last page of the contract and studied it briefly, then turned back to the front page. He noted each yellow sticky pad note and compared the notations to the paragraphs they mentioned. Basically, the contract was a standard Goddard contract, except where the notations indicated an amendment. He studied it for one more second, then began signing. Finished, he tossed the contract into the out-basket.

Milton Scrag glanced around at the sea of curious, indifferent, or hostile faces, while nervously following the busty blonde toward the far side of the room. Cubical after cubical passed, and he looked inside at the assortment of entombed humanity. He saw many women, some worth a second glance. Two had short skirts, one shouldn’t have, she was older than dirt. The other was a fine looking woman, but she was obviously a bitch. You could see it in her eyes, if you bothered looking at her eyes, while being presented with a view of the edge of her white panties showing beneath the short skirt.

I thought he would earn passing grade if I ever got wide open for hard stuffing.

Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5’7″, she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that’s what she always wore to meet him.

The hotel was the most extravagant yet for the company’s annual party. I knew a few wives and did my best to mingle while Simon played the appropriate politics with business associates.

“Come on, people, stand away from the door please,” the tour guide yelled to the happy, milling people. His eye invariably fell to the cleavage of the nearby blonde in the scant bathing suit. It was a unique costume for gliding, very original and attractive. It had most of the males in the cable car groaning in agony and lust.

I drove away from my house in a hurry, downshifting for speed. As I got near town and started fighting the traffic, I thought about Janet, the chick I was on my way to see. She worked at the record store downtown, and told me when I was there earlier that if I came by at closing, I would probably get lucky!

Tessa couldn’t believe how big her boss’s cock was. She could hardly fit both hands together around it, and it was a whole foot long! Before Tessa could dwell on the size of it, he was already forcing it into her mouth.