Sydney Mason was one top-notch businesswoman. She was a Public Relations executive for Minova Corp and did her job very well. Indeed, Sydney had always excelled wherever she went.
The attractive 31-year old had a reputation for success. Sydney had a shapely figure and a 34-C bust that she prominently displayed with tight clothing. She was tall, standing almost 5-8, and usually wore heals to add an inch or two. Her hair was died platinum blond. Sydney's natural color was a dirty blond, but she found as a teenager that the platinum look accented her pale complexion. She was one of those women who avoided the sun. Her delicate creamy skin would burn rapidly, never allowing her to tan the way most women do. In fact, she often was taunted with the nickname 'albino' at school. At least until she was 13 and her body began developing faster than most girls in her class did. Sydney learned then and there that she could easily make friends amongst the guys.
Sydney had been an honor student throughout high school and college. And her success followed her into her career. Sydney was no prude. She enjoyed sex and had a healthy sex life. But she made sure that any man she was with had to earn the opportunity to get into her panties. While she had her share of lovers, each and every one had endured a harsh ritual in giving Sydney whatever she wanted until she rewarded them. Unfortunately for Sydney, her attitude also made it difficult for her to have a successful relationship. Nearly every man she was with had eventually grown tired with her pious manner. While she was beautiful and sexy, they could not take her for long and would eventually leave. Those few who did try to stay suffered the most from her harsh, dominant behavior and were eventually cast aside by her anyway.
Sydney was the same in the workplace. After a couple successful jobs she found herself working in sales at Minova Corp. Sydney excelled in this, using her charms and good looks to her advantage as she dealt with male executives at other companies. While privately Sydney was a high strung bitch. In public she knew how to make herself into the perfect sweetheart. She also knew how to dress to show off her shapely body in the best way possible. She enjoyed the notion that she left more than one high paid executive's office knowing that he was sporting a full erection. Sydney even slept with a few clients. But only after securing several high dollar contracts over a series of many months.
After a successful career in sales Sydney had been asked to join Minova's Public Relations Department as an Executive Manager. The job paid well and Sydney accepted immediately and had been doing a great job for over two years now.
John worked in the Public Relations Department with Sydney. He could not stand the pretty blonde's disposition around the office. Worse, he knew that an opening was about to come up for the vice president's position and was confident that Sydney would beat him out of the job. Even if it meant her blowing half the members of the Board of Directors to get it. John found Sydney to be a very attractive woman. But he knew that she didn't feel the same about him. John had no power or ability to provide Sydney with anything of value and therefore was useless to her. He only imagined how difficult things would be once she got the Director's position.
Sydney knew that John resented her and did not care. She also knew that he had the hots for her as well. "Fat chance he has." She thought to herself when she first noticed the bulge in his crotch after a one-on-one meeting they had together. She figured that once she got the job she would see to it that he either transferred out or would put enough pressure on him that he would quit.
Sydney went home that night and dressed to go out for a New Year's Eve party. She put on a tight fitting red dress that showed plenty of cleavage and a good amount of her long legs. After fixing herself up to look sexy enough to drive most men mad Sydney left and drove to a nearby nightclub where she knew that several co-workers would be. She mingled with everyone during the night but never did find anyone with whom she felt the urge to hook up with. She did run into one man, Eddie, a younger man from her neighborhood. He was there with several of his buddies. Sydney had met Eddie before and, though he was attractive, he was way too young for her and made too little money to attract someone of Sydney's stature. But Eddie dared to ask her to dance and was reprimanded by the leggy blond in return. Which caused no small amount of ribbing from his friends.
Shortly after midnight Sydney decided to call it a night and go home. Someone had come around offering fresh glasses of Champaign and insisted that she have "one for the road." Sydney was not one to turn down a free drink and took the offered glass and made one final toast to the New Year. The last thing she remembered was walking outside and heading to her car. She thought she remembered someone coming up to assist her but wasn't positive of what else transpired.
She awoke finding herself lying on the floor of her living room. She could hear the stereo playing and wondered when she had turned it on. She shook off the grogginess and realized that she was not alone. She saw Eddie sitting on the couch drinking a beer. There were several other men in the room, and a couple girls. Sydney made a quick count and discovered that she had fourteen unwelcome guests in all.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" She bellowed as she rose from the floor. Then she froze in panic when she saw her red dress lying a few feet away. Sydney looked down at herself only to discover that she was stark naked. She tried to cover her shaved pussy and exposed tits as she jumped to her feet.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"Relax, Sydney." Eddie replied. "You invited us all in for a little party. At least that's what you're neighbors will all testify too. They saw you come in willingly with us. Then after a few drinks you gave us a little strip tease show before passing out on the floor."
Sydney refused to believe what Eddie told her. But she was distracted from replying when she saw one of the men holding a camcorder in her direction.
"We have your dance on tape." Eddie continued.
