(Author's Note: I give to you a two girl/one guy scenario, and also introduce a new character I plan on elaborating on in addition to Annie.)
The woman who makes workplace fraternization fun ANNIE CUMMINGS stars in...
"Download Your Hard Drive"
It was another typically boring Monday morning at the DP Corporation. Annie totally dreaded the fact that after a weekend of nonstop fucking that she had to schlep to work and sit at her cubicle for 8 hours. That's not to say that Ms. Cummings doesn't do enough of that very word while on the clock either though now mind you...it's the principle of it though. Annie's position in the company was of course Human Resources, since she was such a human resource herself. She definitely knew how to work with customers...and co-workers for that matter. In fact she was voted "Employee of the Month" for 4 months straight because of her exceptional service (or I should say servicing) skills.
So on this day, she was at her desk entering some random, uninteresting corporate data and hating the fact that on this job she actually had to do some kind of work. That's when it happened. As she tried to save her work, suddenly her PC Desktop froze. You could hear it making some kind of sputtering sound, and anyone in the vicinity could hear her making cursing sounds as result.
"Fucking Dell!!!" she screams. "This is the perfect fucking time for you to decide you wanna get retarded on me, shit!!!" She had a habit of personifying objects and talking to them...it was spurned by the fact that all her "toys" at home have names. The cubicle across from her was filled with a bubbly blonde woman named Penny Pumpton...affectionately nicknamed Penny Pumps because she wore those red "fuck me" pumps, and had the attitude and sex drive to match. In fact, there was something about all the girls in HR...anyway, she overheard Annie's cursing fit and walked over to her gingerly.
"Did your PC crash on you or something?" she asked.
"Hell yeah," Annie replied (such a potty mouth she was), "and right as I was finished my weekly report for last week! I swear if I have to do all that shit all over again..."
"Hmmm...maybe the IT department might be able to help you! I've seen them in action before, their really whizzes at patching up those computer boo boos."
"I...T...?"
"Information Technology or something like that," Penny smiles. "All these big corporations have 'em. Usually ally a bunch of computer geeks or something."
"Well, what's their extension?" Annie asks. Penny gives her IT's direct line and in seconds she's on the phone calling them. "Hello, IT Department? This is Annie Cummings in Human Resources. I need for one of you come and take a look at my computer...I think it crashed on me."
"Okie Dokie, Ms. Cummings," said the voice on the other end. "We'll send someone right away."
10 minutes later, the elevator door open and a little guy in a white shirt with a black tie, slacks and shoes steps out, using a single finger to push up his thick black glasses to his face. He was in shock and awe at the HR department. For some reason, IT had never had to actually come here before and what he noticed in his maiden voyage was that the entire department was female. He asked a passerby the location of Annie Cummings and was pointed in the direction of her cubicle where Annie sat in her chair looking flustered, arms folded, not even knowing that how she had her arms positioned was pushing up her tits to the point they were going to pop out of her blouse which was hardly buttoned up to begin with.
"Ms. Cummings?" the technician asks, trying hard not to stare at her tits but failing miserably. "I'm Dexter from IT. What seems to be the problem?"
"My PC just fucking froze on me while I was in the middle of typing up a very important report, that's the problem."
"Well, I'll just run some diagnostics on her and see if I can fix it right here," he smiles. "The worst case scenario is that I'll have to take it down to my department so that we can open her up and check things out. You should lose any data though."
"Well I would hope not! I've got some important stuff on that hard drive honey! Files, reports, the occasional dirty photo or two or...336."
"I'm sorry...what was that again?"
"Oh...nothing, tee hee," Annie giggles. "Here, take my seat...make yourself comfy."
She gets up and stands leaning to the side of the cubicle opening. Dexter replaces her on the seat and starts to type in commands on the keyboard. Every couple seconds he'd look over to Annie standing over him with a look of actual interest in what he was doing. One arm was at her hip and other was draped over the edge of the cubicle wall, giving him a perfect view of her 36E tits as they strained against what he though was the luckiest pink blouse in the world, tucked into a short, short black skirt that barely cover her thigh...bare thighs of long legs that snaked down to a pair of open toes high heels. By the time he realized he was paying as much attention to detail to her body and choice of outfit as I am here, he took a double take and shook his head, blushing heavily.
"S...sorry Ms. Cummings," he whispered, curling up almost defensive in the seat.
"It's alright honey...and please call me Annie," she smiled back. "I don't know how you guys are in IT, but here in HR we're more friendly."