Friday morning Jeff woke groggy and tired. He looked at his phone and was startled, he had slept an hour with the alarm going off. He jumped up quickly. Shit! I'm going to be late he shouted as he got up. Oh, damn what the hell happened to my back he thought. He went in the bathroom and looked there were 4 claw marks on each side of his back. Oh, that's right he thought remembering what happened last night. He threw his clothes on got ready. He made it to office 30 minutes late then he clocked in and began his work.
"Damn!" Steve said noticing Jeff showed up. "You look like shit."
"I feel like it too." said Jeff.
"What did you do last night?" Steve asked hoping for a good story.
"I'd rather not talked about it." Jeff said with images of Brooke fucking his brains out and him fingering her ass, the whole works.
"Oh man you got with that stripper, didn't you?" Steve asked with excitement. "I'd rather not talk about last night Steve." Jeff replied.
"Ok man, sorry" Steve said. "Maybe later then."
"Maybe" Jeff said. "Have you heard anything from Mark?"
"Nothing man, Jill was going to the police station this morning to file a missing person report. I'm really worried."
"Me too." Jeff said "Even if he got him a piece of ass he'd have shown up by now and if he was in trouble, he would've called one of us by now for help."
"Exactly." Steve said "this is serious." Jeff struggled with work because he was so tired, he could barely keep his eyes open. Finally, noon came and Jeff went to get lunch and more coffee.
"JEFF!" A loud grumpy voice said from behind him.
"Yes, Mr. Smith?" Jeff said as he turned around.
"Jeff you look awful and you haven't been getting much done today, what the hell is the matter?"
"I don't feel good today sir; I don't know what's wrong with me." Jeff replied. "Are you clocked out for lunch?" Mr. Smith asked sternly.
"Yes sir."
"Why don't you go home then? You're not doing us any good here."
"Yes sir, I'll go right now." Jeff got home he went into the bathroom look in the mirror. Boy I do look like shit he thought. He took a hot shower which did make him feel a little better. As he dried himself off, he wrapped the towel around his waist and walk to the bedroom where he collapsed on the bed. About 5 hours went by when Jeff was awakened by his phone. It was Jill.
"Hello?" Jeff answered sleepily.
"Where is Mark?" Jill answered rudely.
"I don't know Jill, last time I saw him was at the bar Wednesday night."
"I swear Jeff if you're lying, if you know he's out with one of his bitch hoes both of you will be in trouble because I've reported him missing to the police and they know all about his adventures, so it's not just me you'd be dealing with it's the police too.
"Jill, I promise you if I knew where he was, I'd come get you and take you to him myself."
"Fine!" Jill said not convinced Jeff was telling the truth. "Maybe tonight I'll go out and find some strange man to take care of me. Maybe I'll go to Tiffany's bachelorette party tonight and we'll all have fun."
"Go." Said Jeff. "If he's messing around this time, he deserves it, but something tells me this is different."
"Ok fine!" Jill said before she hung up. Jeff got up to get something to drink as he was walking back from the refrigerator his towel came undone and fell to the floor. Jeff picked it up to fix it when he heard that sultry voice.
"Don't put that away I want him" Brooke said. Jeff looked up and there was Brooke, laying on his bed naked, her blue eyes almost glowing.