Where was everyone?
Samantha dropped her purse onto her desk and looked around the office. Sure, she wasn't supposed to be here, she was supposed to be on her second week of quiet debauchery on a nice little tropical island. It had been bliss, but her tour company screwed up the reservations, so now she was back a week early. She hadn't expected for everyone else to be gone.
Maybe it was a meeting or something. This wouldn't be the first time they did some big group meeting. Management always liked that kind of time wasting, getting everyone huddled for some new initiative or other. She figured she'd missed the call up since she'd gotten in late. That at least put a smile on her face. She settled into her chair and logged into the system. With any luck, she'd get to check her mail quietly before anyone noticed she was here. Even with just a week away, work always built up.
She got comfortable and took a long drink from her coffee. She'd have been on time if not for that stop. Some crazy woman decided it was a great way to start her day by ranting about how many sprinkles had been added on top of her whipped cream. That had backed up the line, but Samantha figured it was plenty worth it if got her out of one of those idiotic meetings.
She started in on her emails. She shook her head. Something had been tickling at her since she'd been back in the office. It was some kind of sound, just not quite clear enough to make out, but at the same time just loud enough to make it hard to ignore. Maybe one of the computers had some issue, it happened sometimes, and usually there was enough other office noise to keep it from being a bother. Except for today.
She started in on the newest emails first, just to catch up with what was happening today. The very first title caught her attention. Apparently, they were doing a theme day for beach parties. That was unusual, they never did anything fun like that in the last four years she'd worked here. She opened it up and started reading.
***
"Oh... oh yeah... just like that..." Cal moaned as he patted the head of the cute little brunette intern bobbing her head eagerly between his legs. She was really into it, licking and sucking like a pro, no one would ever suspect she'd never gone down on someone before last week.
"What?" Cal heard from across the room. "Who the fuck is that?"
Cal managed to turn his head towards his partner. Max had been sitting back checking the security feeds while another intern was busy giving him the same kind of attention that Cal was enjoying. His was a blonde and a bit curvier, but no less enthusiastic.
"What are you talking about?" Cal sat up a little, careful not to disturb the little lady still giving him her full attention.
"Second floor, main office. That red head sitting there at the desk on the north corner. I don't recognize her." Max tapped the shoulder of the girl kneeling between his legs. She looked up and then slowly pulled her mouth off his cock, her chin dripping with saliva.
"Yes, sir, don't you want me to finish?" She asked sweetly, her hands gently stroking his balls.
"In a minute, do you know that woman?" Max pointed towards the monitor.
"Yeah, that's Samantha Beal, she's a developer." The girl nodded and managed to take a lick of his cock as he processed her answer.
"Why is she here now? Where has she been?" Max asked. He thought they'd accounted for everyone that worked here. He pulled up the company files and started looking up her information.
"She's been out for vacation since last week, I don't think she was supposed to be back until after next week." The girl answered and resumed licking.
"Is that right?" Cal asked as he started checking as well. "God damn it, that means she's starting clean."
"Oh... fuck..." Max moaned as his girl started going down on him again. He tapped her shoulder. "Sorry honey, I've got to focus on this, why don't you go pull your little friend from Mr. Tanner and go play with her on the couch."
"Really, sir? Ok." The girls got up, giggled, and then proceeded to the couch and started making out. Even that was pretty distracting as they were dressed in string bikinis and quickly writhing against each other. All their curves were on display and neither of them was shy about slipping a hand under or over what little clothes the other was wearing.
"Play quietly, girls!" Cal shouted over and the girls laughed sheepishly.
"Sorry, sir!" They chirped back in unison before going back to their make out session.
"Fuck, she carded her way into the building forty minutes ago. That means forty minutes of the kink training program." Cal grumbled as he reached up and grabbed at his hair. This wasn't supposed to be happening.
"So, no catch and release, damn it. At least she's an employee. Who does she work for..." Max wondered out loud as he checked her records. "Minnie Holland. Where is she right now?"
"Probably the orgy in the third floor conference room." Cal already had his hand on the phone and started dialing.
"Hello... yes.. this is Mr. Tanner, can you put Minnie on the phone?" Cal asked into the phone.
"Yes, Minnie, this is Mr. Tanner. I need you to stop what you're doing and get cleaned up right away and head down to the second floor..." Cal paused then reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "No, Minnie, you can't wait until after Phill cums in you. I need you to get down to the second floor right away. Get off his cock, get cleaned up and then take Samantha Beal back to your office. Ask her how her vacation went, and just keep her busy till I call you again. Just don't talk about the last week at the office, focus on her vacation. Ok? And no sex! Just talk with her. Got it? Great."
