Moist Drippings

Folks from the upstairs offices mingled and shook hands, got my name wrong a couple of times. Ass Fucker handed me a pay stub for the bonus that had been direct deposited into my account two days before. Brandi showed up and attached herself to me, we ate a light lunch while looking at PowerPoints from the various departments. Then Ass Fuckers boss got up.

"Big changes are coming for The Array assembly teams."

Somehow we all exchanged the same look.

"As some of you know, we are about to shut down and re-tool the second floor. Starting in January we will begin a fresh new product line. As a part of this we are promoting (Ass Fucker), and will be hiring for his current spot from within the department."

All eyes on me.

I looked at Holly. She did have a look of confidence I hadn't noticed before. That was unsettling. I doubt Ass Fucker could've kept this news to himself, especially if it was good news for me. He told somebody. He told her. Of course he did. I looked at him, he was staring at the coffee cup in front of him.

Fuck.

I let the Ghost take over for the rest of the conference. I submerged myself into every interaction I had had in the last month. I must've missed something. The Ghost remained pleasant and polite while I began the work of connecting the dots. How had she done it?

At the bowling alley she swept in looking very pleased. She gave me a sick smile that I'm sure was intended to display her pity for me. I bought her a shot of tequila and toasted her.

"Well, Holly here's to another year in the books."

She 'chinked' her glass into mine.

"Cheers"

Soon the rest of the crowd arrived. Lots of toasting and buying rounds. I tried to get Ass Fucker to chat, but he seemed to be avoiding me. It was going to be a long couple of weeks on leave. Not knowing what was going to happen. If Holly was going to be my boss, I might as well spend the time looking for a new job.

Brandi showed up in the absolute shortest little black tunic dress I had ever seen outside of TV. She had swapped out her morning look of "I don't care" elegance for an entirely different look. She was slicked back and sexy looking. Even dangerous. She locked eyes with me, crossed the room and gave me a hug.

"Is he looking at my ass or her tits?"

I fumbled a second trying to tear my mind away from the erection that had started in my slacks. There he was, downright ogling.

"What tits?"

"Hmm."

She let me go and straightened the hem of her dress. She locked eyes with Ass Fucker and shouted,

"Who's buying me a drink?"

Suddenly he was there next to us and fumbling for his wallet. Holly sidled up on the other side of me, her back pressed into the bar. She echoed Brandi, but was missing the animal husk in her voice.

Two hours later, the party began breaking up. The fun of drinking during work hours had worn off and as the real bowlers started to arrive we began to look less and less like a group of coworkers and more like clowns on leave from the circus.

Brandi and Ass Fucker had found a little nook. They spoke in low tones and were locked into an orbit of two. Holly had steadily lost that confidence she had displayed earlier and had been trying to replace it with shots of tequila. One last look at Ass Fucker and then she asked me for the usual ride home.

"Let me get my tab."

Outside, the occasional flurry of snow had turned into near blizzard conditions. Holly actually wrapped her arm around mine and leaned in. I let her into my car and went around back to my side. Through the window I could see her adjust her skirt higher. I took an extra second to open my door, fixated by the curve of her thigh, and the intention she had put into it.

The roads were slick and nearly empty. I took my time.

Holly let out a big sigh,

"So, what was the deal with Brandi?"

I feigned ignorance.

"She looked like she was about to do one of her strip tease things"

I told her I hadn't noticed.

"Do you think those guys are..."

"Yeah, I do."

She unzipped her jacket and let it fall open. In the halogen glow of street lamps I tried to keep one eye on the road.

"You know, he came into my office this week."

There it was, the thing I didn't know, the thing that had made her confident, and the thing that punched her in the gut once Brandi showed up at the bar.

"He told me he got to choose his replacement. Did you know that?"

I didn't say anything.

"I can barely make my rent every month, my car hasn't been insured since April. I'm going on food stamps, and this... this is the best job I can get."

There was a little intake of breath after that last breath. She was getting ready to cry. It all started to make sense.

"He offered to make you my boss."

"Yeah."

"What did he want for it?"

She stopped for a long minute. She took off her jacket.

"A blowjob."

"Wow, he just came out and told you to blow him?"

"Not at first, first he told me to take my shirt off."

"and you..?"

"I took it off. "

I took the opportunity to stare directly at her breasts. As this was the subject at hand I'm sure she wouldn't think it was too weird,

"Wow, and then you sucked his dick?"

"Don't say it like that, and I didn't"

"Wait, you were there in your bra... and then what? You took it off too."

"I let him touch my breasts." She nodded.

"Did he put your nipples in his mouth?"

"Yes."

I was reveling in her shame. How far was this going to go?

"And then you got down on your knees?"

"No, I mean I did, I got down there, and he pulled it...himself out of his pants and..."

I encouraged her to go on.

"You kissed it."

"No, I kind of freaked out. I got dressed."

I was disappointed. She stared out the window at the falling snow. I sneaked a look at my phone and turned on the video. Sliding it back into my jacket pocket.

"So let me get this right, He comes into your office, offers you his old job if you'll perform oral sex, he makes you strip to the waist, he plays with your breasts, and then jams his penis into your face."

She took a long breath. Closed her eyes. I couldn't help but notice her nipples poking into the thin fabric of her dress.

"yeah."

"But you didn't do it?"

"yeah, I told him I would do it once I got the job."

Of course she did, a woman like this has been tricked before,

"So he's there with blue balls, his cock hanging out of his zipper and he said he would give you the job?"

"Yeah."

"If you would put his penis in your mouth. You two made a deal to trade oral sex for his job"

"Yes."

"And that's the term he used 'trade oral sex?"

"I don't know, is it important?"

"Well, if it ever comes up I want to be sure you and I are on the same page."

That stopped her, all of the sudden she seemed much more present,

"What do you mean comes up? Why would it come up? Please don't say anything."

I put a reassuring hand on her knee,

"Holly, say down the road you are feeling weird about it, and you want to go to HR with a sexual harassment case, and I'm some sort of witness. I want to know if he said he wanted you to suck his dick, or cock or penis."

She interrupted my list.

"He said cock."

Yes he did,

"Like in what context?"

She took in a big breath. I couldn't help but stare at massive expanse of exposed chest next to me,

"He said suck his cock."

"Are you sure he didn't say, like 'polish my knob.?"

"No, he said suck his cock."

This was fun,

"What exactly did he say?"

"He said you..."

I corrected her,

"Holly."

"Yeah, Holly, if you suck my cock I will get you the job."

"Just suck it?"

"...and swallow."

"swallow what?" Like I had no idea,

"You know his...cum."

I nodded sagely.

"Is that something you would normally do?"

"What do you mean? I didn't do it."

"I know, not with him, but when you normally suck cock, do you swallow the cum, or spit it out?"

This genuinely confused her,

"What does that matter?"

"I don't know. Do you suck a lot of cocks?"

She was starting to get agitated.

"No."

Stop pushing,

"Look Holly, I'm just asking. It might come up if there's an investigation. They might want to know if you're like the office slut."

This definitely upset her,

"I'm not a slut."

I let the hand on her knee give her a reassuring pat,

"Oh I know that, but he might say you are, and in that case I'd want to know how many cocks you've sucked. More than 10?"

She seemed deflated and said answered with a sigh,

"Sure, yeah more than ten."

Was there a hint of sorrow there?

"And when you were sucking all those cocks did you spit or swallow the cum?"

"I don't know, both."

I nodded again.

"Looks like Brandi might have made the same deal. She's probably blowing him right now."

She put her hand over my hand, but didn't push me off. I was about to move my palm up her thigh. I remembered the phone in my pocket and stifled the urge.

"I'm sorry that happened to you Holly. I think you might have a sexual harassment case there... If you can prove it. Can you prove it?"

"No."

There was a long pause there. Maybe two blocks closer to her house. My hand was riding on her knee, her hand on top of mine. She took a deep breath and switched gears.

"You think I'm pretty right?"

"Sure."

"Why didn't you ever try to do that?"

Again I thought about the phone in my pocket.

"Holly, I'm married... and I would never, you know harass you, or anyone."

"Sure but if I offered."

Careful

"Offered what?"

She moved her hand off mine and onto my thigh.

"To... do that."

I put my hand over hers and moved it up to my growing erection..

"To do what?"

She started to massage my stiff member through the thin fabric of my pants.

"To blow you...to uh, suck your cock."

Her voice had gotten low. Throaty. I put a hand on her breast. I started kneading the ample tit beneath that red dress.

"I would tell you no. We're co-workers and it's not appropriate."

She released her seat belt and placed her head in my lap. She looked up at me with a nasty smile.

"You'd say no?"

I undid my own seatbelt and unzipped my slacks, her hand moved in and wrapped itself around me.

"I'd have to Holly, you're my subordinate. I'm your boss. It's not appropriate."

"So what if I was really convincing?"

She pulled my dick out and started kissing up and down the shaft.

Careful,.

"Holly there's no way. As pretty as you are..."

She began moving her lips up and down in earnest. I drove a couple more blocks letting her lube my rod with her spit. I tried a couple more about how we were just work friends and that I would never cross that line, I think she thought I was just being funny like always.

After another block, I couldn't continue acting. I found an empty-ish parking lot and pulled in. I thought of turning off my phone but couldn't get my hand to do anything but caress the firm toned ass in the seat next to me. I moved my hand up to the zipper on her dress. I got about halfway down. When she stopped altogether.

"No. Just let me do this." She whispered.

I won't lie, I felt vulnerable there watching her head bob up and down in my lap. I couldn't help but feel like I was being cheated, not seeing those tits she valued so much. I felt myself beginning to go over the edge. My phone rang.

The infotainment center on the console informed me that Ass Fucker was calling. I thought about it for a second. Then I decided to take the call.

"Hello?"

Holly stopped what she was doing, I pushed her head back down on to me. She resisted for half a second, and then gave in. Slobbing up and down but slower, her attention no longer on her work.

"Are you done dropping Holly off?"

Again she stopped, but didn't take my dick out of her mouth.

"Yeah, just barely"

She started back again, apparently approving of the lie. We were co-conspirators now.

"I need a big favor man."

Watching Holly expertly slide her bee stung lips up and down my shaft, made me feel very generous,

"Of course."

"I slid into a car, the OnStar called my wife when I didn't answer and I've still got Brandi with me. "

She stopped sucking again, I gave her a friendly tap on the ass, she looked up at me, displeased. I smacked her a little harder. She wasn't happy but she went back down. A little rougher than before, which I didn't mind at all.

"So get her an Uber?"

"She's saying she won't leave with anyone but you."

I smiled, foxy little thing our Brandi.

"Alright drop me a pin and I'll come get her."

I began to pulse my pelvis thrusting up into Holly's mouth.

"Thanks man hurry."

"No problem" I barely got the words out.

He hung up, and I came hard into the back of Holly's mouth. She coughed a little and sat up. She looked beautiful there in the dashboard glow, semen dripping off of her chin. I gave her my tie to clean her face.

Five minutes of silence and we were at her apartment.

She looked sad now,

"I'm tempted not to help him." I tried to console her.

She dabbed at some drops on her dress,

"I don't care." Was her reply.

She straightened herself out, zipped her jacket and nearly leapt from the car. I didn't wait to see her get in, making a U-turn and heading toward the arrow on my phone.

It was easy to find him, about two miles away I could see the flashing yellow lights of a tow truck.

Ass Fucker was leaning against the crumpled fender of his car, He was nervously scanning the empty streets while filling out a form for the tow driver. I pulled in behind him and got out.

He seemed very relieved to see me. He motioned me to hurry and opened his back door. Inside Brandi was sprawled across the seat. She was completely naked. There was the distinct smell of vomit.. Brandi moved but didn't look conscious.

"You've got to hurry, my wife will be here any second.":

From the backseat Brandi sat up and looked me in the eye. Was she drunk?

"You like my tits?" She sounded drunk.

I told her they were nice

Ass Fucker pushed me aside and started grabbing at her ankles to get her out of his car.

"Fuck you, I told you, You're done touching me, car crashing motherfucker."

I put a hand on on Ass Fuckers shoulder and moved him back.

"Come on Brandi, I got you, let's get you home."

She took my hand and crawled out of the car.

Naked in the snow she glared at Ass Fucker. I picked her up and carried her back to my car. I dumped her in the front seat. Ass Fucker was right behind me with an armload of clothes and stiletto heels. I took them from him and looked through the jumble.

"Panties are missing."

A look of horror flashed across his face. Lit by some headlights coming from down the block.

"Yeah, dickhead, where is my underwear?"

The car passed us and pulled into a spot ahead of the tow truck.

"Get my panties you limp dick dumb ass. They go with my bra!"

Brandi held up her bra. Shiny and black. Ass Fucker was frozen. His brain had shut down. I think he might have been regretting not strangling Brandi and ditching her body in the snow.

I took pity on him,

"Dude, go talk to your wife. I'll get her out of here. You were alone, I stopped to help, Your wife has never met me, I'm a stranger that stopped to help."

His brain began to defrost a little.

"Yeah, okay."

"Brandi put your fucking dress back on" I yelled at the little temptress.

She flipped me off through the slash of the wipers.

I turned back to him

"She wasn't here. I'm just a stranger, now go before your wife walks over here."

He nodded his head and turned around. I called back to him.

"And find Brandi's panties."

He stopped for just a second and then kept walking.

I got back into my car. I put it into drive and did a quick U-turn. As soon as we were out of sight. I laughed.

"What a night."

Brandi was still naked. She leaned back against the door, stretching her arms above her head. Her body on display for me.

"You still want me to put my dress back on?"

I took a long look at her muscular torso. Tight smooth skin, tattoos made dark patterns up and down her legs, body, and arms. She stared at me with the look I had seen once before, wide eyed and waiting, hungry. Any other time maybe but I was still reeling from the sensations of Holly's mouth on my body,

"Yeah, put it back on. Thanks though."

She pouted,

"Whatever you want Daddy."

I took a deep breath.

"You're already grounded sweetheart. Get dressed."

She leaned across and gave me a peck, almost on the lips. Then mercifully put her clothes back on.

"You owe me one, Daddy."

She was definitely sober.

"I'll keep that in mind when you're my boss."

She laughed a little.

"Why are all men so stupid? Why do you think I made him call you?"

She slid the little shift over her thighs and started to climb into her coat.

"There's no way they would ever let me take his spot. I just didn't want Holly to get it. Plus I like sticking it to that cunt."

As it turns out, I do too.

"So...You owe me, when you get it. He doesn't have a choice now."

She stuck her tongue out between her teeth.

"You should have seen me trying to get that little pecker hard with one hand and jerking the wheel into that car with the other. I've got talents Daddy. I might be evil but I'm your good little girl."

I was genuinely amazed, and immediately on guard.. I would have to keep an eye on Brandi.

At her apartment she got out, then leaned back in.

"I guess I'll see you in a couple of weeks, call me if you want to. If you don't I'll just assume I'm being punished for being such a bad little girl."

"Goodnight Brandi."

I gave her a wave, and drove away.