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This is pure and simple, a playground story. A fun, sex filled, humorous romp to fill the void and pass the time. None of what is described here could occur, and all respect to workplace rules, HR, women and people, this is just sex and fun. Dennis and I have tweaked, worked on, and edited this at least three times to make sure it was good, I hope you like it.

Thank you for reading.

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement, this is a work of fiction. Names were chosen at random to fit the character.

My name is Michael, my friends call me Mike, and I am 23 years old, 6' tall, have short black hair, blue eyes, and am in great shape. I am probably the luckiest man anyone could know. I work in an office filled with beautiful women, and I am only one of two or three men amongst about 20 women. I don't know how or why the ratio came to be, and to be honest, I don't care. My ex-girlfriend Carrie got me the job, I'm good at it, and the reason she's my ex is because two of the women slept with me my second week working there.

Okay, first thing, to get the jokes out of the way, the company I work for is a holding and receiving company, and if the Mafia was real, this would for sure be one of their businesses. I don't actually know what we do, and I'm smart enough to not care. I see important people in expensive suits and clothes coming and going, men who look like they walked off a Mob movie set, and women who look like they should or could be models. The first week I started, Carrie reminded me to see nothing, say nothing, and always answer yes, because both the pay and benefits are great.

She wasn't lying.

By the way, Carrie is 27 years old, 5' 9" with long brown hair, light gray eyes, super fit, and was the perfect girlfriend for almost 5 months. I fucked up when I slept with Lisa and then blew it when I screwed Candy. The worst part is Carrie and I still have to work together. She's all business at work, and refuses to spend any time with me outside the office. It was during my second week, the eighth day of working in the office. Carrie had spent the night and besides making love twice the previous evening, we did it that morning and then made out in the shower. Everything was great, my heart was full and we were talking about moving in together.

Then Lisa happened.

I had just come out of a meeting that could have been an email when a tall, gorgeous woman with dark hair, electric smile and smoking body bumped into me and said "Excuse you." Carrie kissed my lips, said "Love you" and walked off, while the dark haired woman with her hands on her shapely hips huffed "Well?" I sealed my fate by flirting "I'm sorry. I didn't know we had a model coming in today." The woman blinked, then inhaled slowly as she smiled "Charmer huh? Come with me." She slipped her fingers into mine, held my hand as if we had been dating for weeks, then led me to a spacious office I hadn't been in yet. Lisa is 30 years old, 5' 11" with long, dark hair, bright blue eyes, a model perfect body, and as I was about to find out, defined ‘DOWN TO FUCK'. I blinked when she locked the door, and inhaled when she smiled a wicked smile and said "Model huh? Maybe I could get your opinion on something?"

I've watched porn, read erotica, seen, heard and imagined things.

And then Lisa happened.

With her eyes locked onto mine, Lisa slowly unbuttoned her white blouse until a soft pink bra came into view. I felt my cock stirring and my heart racing as she pulled her blouse off, dropped it into a chair, then smiled as she unzipped the side of her skirt and let it fall to the floor. My God she was flawless, her body was sculpted, and her lingerie was close to pointless. I was excited, aroused and horny as I stared at Lisa while breathing deeply. She smiled the most wicked smile I have ever seen as she purred "You were saying something about a model?" I gasped "My God" and she winked "Do you like this lingerie? I felt sexy this morning and was hoping someone special would get to see

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