Globex

Globex, apparently some sort of day trading company. You'll be sure to learn a lot you think, rolling your eyes as you catch up to your father.

He pulls open the thick glass front door and walks through, letting it slam into you as you follow behind. You regain your balance and pull the door open for yourself as your father continues his phone call. Now that you're closer you're pretty sure they're talking about you.

You pass by several desks on your way to your father's office. A redheaded secretary is being fucked from both ends across an aisle by two men in suits. The man behind the secretary waves at your father heartily without slowing down.

"Mornin' Kev," he calls, then looks at you, or rather your chest, and picks up his pace. "This must be the daughter I've head so much about!"

He looks up at your face for the first time with a sudden smile, quickly pulling his cock out of the secretary and pointing it in your direction. You wonder which hole he pulled out of. "I'm about ready for this donation if you want!"

The secretary spits out the cock in her mouth and yells him briefly under her breath about the dose.

The man looks down dejectedly and begins stuffing his cock back into the redhead. "sorry, kiddo... maybe later"

The wince on the secretary's face tells you which hole he entered the second time as she goes back to work on the cock in front of her.

The two of you continue a couple steps to the desk of a man who promptly hangs up his phone. Your father does the same. John, you figure.

"John!" You father confirms, calling out like they didn't just get off the phone.

"Kevin!" John says, turning his head without turning around. He looks at you. "And this must be Sarah!"

You tug at the corners of your jacket and nod sheepishly.

"Aw! Don't be sad! Look, I've got a big surprise for you!" he exclaims as a he begins to turn around.

Bet it's his cock, you think, hoping to be wrong.