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Your name is Jon Lang and you can't wait to get to work. You've been pent-up and stressed out all weekend and you can't wait to finally let out some steam at the office. You work at the Natural Union as an accountant and this particular organization is a little... unique. You see, any and all women who work at this company must allow the free use of their bodies to anybody working in, for, or with the company during office hours. That includes any female colleagues out at sales meetings, women on vacation, maternity leave, and the list goes on.
As you pull into the parking lot, you think back to that one Friday back in May last year when you bumped into your colleague Joanna out on a date at the amusement park. You'd invoked company policy and fucked her on the water-log ride beside her cuckold of a date, and the final drop and splash into the clear water had sent Joanna crashing down on the last inch of your girthy 8" cock and triggering an even wetter squirting orgasm. You still have the commemorative souvenir photo framed on your desk at work and admire the ecstasy on Joanna's face, her gushing pussy, and her pale-faced date white-knuckling the handle in front of him. The shared out-of-office experience had forged a deep connection between you and Joanna in more ways than one and she's turned into one of your best friends and fuck buddies since.
In fact, you made up your mind to fuck her once you got to the office. You park the car smoothly and walk speedily to the main building, where you see Nicole waiting at her counter gazing anxiously at the door.
"Jon, thank God you're here. You're almost late for the morning meeting and George is NOT in a good mood." She tells you hurriedly.
"George and I are good, don't worry. He'll give me a pass." You call out confidently as you approach her counter. You'd ran a train on Zoey with George countless times in his office in the last year you've been here so you know you have a good rapport with the managing director of the branch, which is always a good thing to have.
Nicole leans over her counter, opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out wide when you arrive and your lips meet and tongues duel. You pull her close by the waist and squeeze her left breast hard for good measure. No ID cards or lanyards for you; making out with the receptionist is how everyone identifies themselves at work. Nicole had gotten so good at it she could tell every single employee in the office apart blind-folded just from the way they kiss, the smell of their breath and the taste of their tongue. She moans and breaks away after two intense minutes.
"Okay, okay. That's enough. Good morning Jon. Now hurry up!" She straightens her tight pencil skirt and tugs her blouse back in place. You turn the corner and enter the office proper.