It had only been three hours since the final meeting of the quarter for Chox, Inc. and Adam Milligan was already dreading the after-hours bash that his boss, Theresa, always insisted on. Adam had worked for the firm for two years and every quarter; they did the same damned thing.
"Milligan?" His boss always insisted on using last names.
Just like the Army, I guess. Adam quickly framed his toothy smile at Theresa's approach. "Yes, Chandler?"
"Tres bien. You will be attending mon petite soiree this evening? At my new place, N'est pas?"
What's with the fake French accent? Adam lowered his raised eyebrows. "Eh' Oui, of course, wouldn't miss it."
Theresa flashed expensive orthodontia and sashayed her sizable behind towards another pathetic middle manager in the corner. Adam dashed for an exit and fished a smoke out of his coat.
A few hours later Adam sat in the comfort of his car waiting with some anticipation and an unsettled stomach. He had tended to avoid such parties office related or social engagements since his teen years. A bit too plain to ever attract any females attention. But also just plain enough to escape the bullet of the testosterone filled locker room bullies.
Adam had not had much luck with women and had managed to only get some sexual gratification once during his span of time. That was an awkward three minutes with the girl who lived next door and had pretty much forced him into the act.
He took a deep breath and opened the car door and walked to the front door, still apprehensive about the evening to come. His approach finally brought him to the door and he could hear music playing and also the voices within. "Jesus," he thought, "what am I doing here?" Just as he knocked on the door the pretty hostess opened the door and took his arm ushering him inside.
"Adam, so nice to see you," Theresa said slightly intoxicated already. Her breath reeked of rum and he figured she already had quite a snootful going. Her long slender arms wrapped through his and she led him to the main room where to his utter amazement the so straight laced people he normally worked with were dancing and some were lewdly fondling others. A state of half undress. Adam contained his surprise as he leered at the woman a few feet away on her knees rubbing the bulge of the companies VP.
"Um, is there a different theme to this party?" he teased her. "Well, Adam," she replied in a sultry voice, "since we just closed that new huge deal everyone seems to be feeling frisky, myself included." With that she leaned in and ran her tongue up and down his neck while slipping her hand under his shirt and rubbing his chest. Adam stood stock still unsure of how to react to his boss' advances, on one hand he could throw her down and ravage her and more than likely no one would notice or he could just wait and see where this progressed too.
Suddenly Theresa grabbed Adam's hand and led him away from the main room into an anteroom of the large hallway, "Milligan, I have just the thing to loosen you up my boy," she whispered in his ear. Theresa walked to the bookcase sitting against the wall and picked up a book on pharmacology, upon opening it Adam could see that there was a hollowed out spot carved into the books pages containing a small wooden pill box. "Come here Adam," she cooed as she opened the box and pulled out two small pink tablets and handed them to him.
"What are these Theresa" he inquired. "Oh," she giggled, "these are x or ecstasy pills, you take one and I will take the other. I guarantee you a good time tonight." Adam didn't want to seem like a goody two shoes so he grabbed her glass and popped a pill in his mouth and swallowed the pill down with some rum and coke. Theresa did the same and quickly led him back to mingle among the partiers. She never left his side and was constantly kissing his ears and squeezing his ass, much to his disbelief.
Finally as he started thinking nothing was going to happen with the pill she had given him the room started to take on a whole new vibe and look. Suddenly the people were looking more like cartoon figures and hot ones at that. Adam decided that this must be what the others had referred to as tripping and as he looked at Theresa he noticed she had taken on a sexy look to him. He saw her surrounded by little orbs of light that blurred when either of them moved and she looked absolutely gorgeous. Gone was the facade of the iron clad ball busting bitch from before.