Amy and Danny had been working together for almost three years at Greggs Cooper Brown, a small advertisement agency based out of San Diego. They had moved up the latter together after starting right around the same time. Amy also happened to be the daughter of one of the partners, Alan Cooper, but she never received preferential treatment. She had worked her way up from the bottom like everyone else and was surprisingly respected among the rest of the employees of the firm.
Danny was particularly fond of Amy. She was smart, beautiful, and had a great sense of humor. She was every man's dream—and rich too! Danny didn't care about the money though. He thought Amy was perfect and though he hid it well, he had a budding infatuation with his attractive co-worker.
Amy liked Danny too. She found it hard to make friends at the office because she was so motivated and competitive when it came to her job. Danny was different because he was part of the creative team and not in direct competition with Amy. She felt unthreatened by Danny and that made her more comfortable. She also thought he was really funny.
One weekend Amy and Danny were sent to Puerto Vallarta to meet with a large telecommunications from Mexico. Telecel was determined to retain the services of GCB and put the two representatives in a first class villa on the beach during their stay. The house itself was grandiose and much too large for just the two of them. Either Telecel was trying to really impress GCB, or they had grossly overestimated the size of their party. The villa had a daytime staff of five, which seemed extremely unnecessary with only two of the fourteen bedrooms in use.
Amy and Danny stayed in separate rooms, of course, but they picked two rooms that shared a common wall so the maid would not have to bother with much of the rest of the house. Both rooms were located off the patio, which featured a Jacuzzi and an infinity pool that overlooked the ocean and a smaller villa on the beach. It was the first big business trip that either Danny or Amy had taken, and they were certainly spoiled by the treatment of Telecel.
The company also arranged for a large dinner party that was mostly social, although business was occasionally discussed. Danny and Amy mingled with the crowd and instantly became the stars of the party. Part of the reason why the rookie team was deployed to Mexico was that both Amy and Danny were fluent in Spanish. This impressed the Telecel elite, who found the two quite charming.
After dinner, Danny and Amy met with the top Telecel executive, Victor Ortega. Mr. Ortega was very impressed with the duo's work and nearly signed the contract that night. He said for legal purposes it would be better if he had his secretary type it up in the morning and then he would send it over to the villa to be signed.
Nonetheless, Amy and Danny knew that their accomplishment had been reached and a celebration was in order. After the meeting, they went back to the party and sipped Margaritas at their table. A few people they had met at the party sat down and talked for a while, but eventually cut out as the night grew on. The party quickly thinned out around 1 a.m. and soon Amy and Danny were among only a few people still at the expansive banquet hall. The two co-workers decide it was time to leave before they wore out their welcome. They stopped by at the bar on the way out to tip the bartender and throw down one last celebratory shot.
The ride back to the house was quite. Ricardo, the chauffer, offered the only occasional noise in the form of some polite small talk. Amy was tired and rode most of the way with her head on Danny's welcoming shoulder.
When they were nearly to the villa, Danny realized that he might have had one too many drinks at the party. He asked Ricardo to pull over on the side off the road so he could take a piss. He woke Amy up so he could get up. She moaned for a second but then fell back asleep against the headrest. Danny hopped out of the car and scurried over to a nearby tree.
All of a sudden, Amy was feeling a bit queasy from all of the tequila. "I'm going to grab some air," she said to Ricardo, as she too hopped out of the car. She was not really aware of why they were stopped and she wandered around the back of the car in a drunken stumble. When she turned the corner she saw Danny not ten feet away taking a leak on a bush. Not imagining that anyone would be watching, Danny had taken a fairly lazy approach and he had only partially turned away from the car. As Amy regained her focus, her eyes were immediately drawn to Danny's hand, which cradled his limp penis. She wasn't in to any weird fetishes like watching guys urinate, but she couldn't look away from the scene before her. "He must have really had to go!" Amy thought as she watched the thick frothing stream shoot from his member like a fire hose. "It looks bigger than I expexted," she thought to herself examining his flaccid cock.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Danny moaned as he finished his business. Amy noticed he was reaching the end as he released a last few truncated blasts. She quickly moved back behind the car and hopped back in the van.
By the time the two coworkers returned to the villa, both Amy and Danny were quite intoxicated. They stumbled into the estate and said goodnight to Ricardo. Danny went to split off to his room, but Amy insisted that they continue the celebration by the pool. "Let's have a glass of wine on the terrace. We deserve it!"
Danny was pretty tired, but he didn't want to disappoint Amy, who was already headed for the courtyard. He grabbed a bottle of red and two glasses from the kitchen and followed her out to the pool.
Amy was already lounging on a beach chair when Danny walked out. She curled up on her side and got comfortable while Danny poured the wine. "Oh, I'm so thirsty!" Amy exclaimed as she looked over at Danny. He finished pouring the glass and handed it to her. She bit her lower lip unconsciously as she felt a small itch between her legs. Alcohol had always had a loosening effect on her and tonight was no different. She couldn't help but be a little attracted to Danny, even if she didn't know why. She knew that their relationship had to remain professional, so she tried to put the thought away in her mind and just enjoy the apparent victory with Telecel.
As Amy sipped her wine, Danny took the opportunity to admire her sexy physique. Her lean, tan legs were stretched out with her toes curled instinctively around the edge of the chair. Her short black skirt revealed the majority of her toned thighs, but Amy kept her legs crossed so that nothing was revealed. Danny noticed that he could tell Amy wasn't wearing a bra. This was fairly typical when she met with male clients, because Amy had found her curves to be quite persuasive in meetings past. Whatever the reasoning, Danny couldn't complain! The outline of her breasts through her thin silk blouse left little to the imagination. Furthermore, the top three buttons on her shirt were undone, providing Danny with an enticing view of her ample cleavage.
Amy finished the glass of wine without much trouble. She looked up at Danny, who did his best to pretend he wasn't staring at her boobs. "Could I trouble you for some more?" Amy slurred. She smiled and extended her glass towards Danny. As she did this, Amy leaned over toward Danny so he could easily fill her cup.
As Amy bent over, her blouse sagged further toward the ground. The loose fitting garment hung openly away from her chest, allowing Danny an unobstructed view of her beautiful tits. He nearly spilled the wine as he was entranced by her milky white breasts. His eyes were drawn to the small dark nipples at the pinnacle of each shapely mound.
When her glass was topped off, Amy sat back up in the beach chair. As she maneuvered herself, her skirt was hiked half way up her thigh. Amy didn't seem to notice or care, but Danny could hardly keep from shaking with the edge of her pink panties now visible. He could feel his cock starting to twitch as he tried to maintain small talk with Amy.
"Why do we make such a great team Danny?" Amy asked smiling. She looked away from him and out over the ocean. Danny wasn't sure if she really wanted an answer. He glanced back down at her chest while she was looking away. He could see her nipples hardening against her thin blouse.
