Going on a walkabout after dinner

"So what'd that redhead want?" Rebecca asked as you were eating.

"She came on to me" you said, "and pretty hard, too."

"Did you take her up on her offer?" she asked.

"Nah. She wasn't really on the up and up" you replied.

"How come?" Rebecca wanted to know. "You never turn down free nookie."

"Hey, I do so occasionally. Plus this one was honest about why she wanted to hook up with me. She hoped to get in good with mom through me, you know, for a promotions and stuff" you said.

"Urgh. Yeah, okay, I get it. That ass, though" Rebecca said.

"What about it?" you asked.

"Oh, like you haven't noticed. That's so tight you could bounce a quarter off it" your sister said.

"I mean, yeah, I noticed. I'd hit that just once and then walk" you admitted.

"Pig" Rebecca answered with a grin.

"Oh, shut up. I know you've done that before" you told her.

"Guilty" your big sister said, smirking.

"I knew it" you said.

"Still, she is hot enough to do at least once" Rebecca added.

"Yeah, yeah" you said, "but I'd rather have that blonde MILF or that lawyer that came by earlier."

"You two are the worst" Dawn said from the other side of Rebecca.

"Just wait until you get old enough to care about boys" you told you baby sister.

"Or girls" Rebecca added with a grin.

"Yeah, yeah" Dawn told the two of you. "I do care about boys. I just don't go around macking with anybody I see" she teased.

"Hey, we're both monogamous" Rebecca said. "In fact, John's nihilgamous."

"Oh, har har, very clever, Bec" you said, making a face.

"I like it" Dawn said with a laugh.

"Will you kids eat?" your mom asked, turning to look at you.

"Yes ma'am" Rebecca said with a final grin at you.

After dinner you got up and went on a walk around the room. Having recognised you, a few people stopped you to congratulate you with your mom's work anniversary. You thanked them politely and then excused yourself, continuing on your little stroll. Damn, but there were a lot of gorgeous women working here. Figuring you might as well get another drink, you walked up to the tables that had been designated as a bar, where the catering staff were pouring drinks. Nothing stronger than beer, but it was still enough to get a few people buzzed. As you watched for a while, waiting for the beer you'd ordered before, you saw that the caterers were being pretty good at judging how drunk someone was. A woman came to stand next to you and when you looked at her you saw it was the brunette with the impressive cleavage.

"Hi" she said, "you're John, right?"

"Yeah. And you are?" you asked.

"Lynne Black. Nice to meet you" she replied.

"Lynne? You don't happen to work in Finance, do you?" you asked.

"Oh, I hear my reputation precedes me. Unless it's good things?" Lynne wondered out loud.

"Mostly good" you said.

"What's the bad part?" Lynne asked. You wondered whether to tell her, then you figured you might as well. You were probably not going to see her again and some harmless flirting wasn't going to hurt anybody.

"She never told me you were actually kinda hot" you replied with a straight face. "I'd expected a boring pencil pusher, not a femme fatale."

"Oh my" Lynne said. "And I didn't expect to meet a flatterer tonight."

"Just saying what I see" you said with a shrug, hiding your grin by looking in the direction of the catering team.

"You're too kind. But that makes me confident I will win this little thing I've got going on" Lynne told you.

"What thing?" you asked, too curious for your own good.

"Me and Denise from Marketing have an informal bet going" she said. "Which one of us could bag the hottest guy."

"And you picked me?" you asked.

"Well, we all did" Lynne said. "Basically we decided to try and get with one guy tonight, see if we could get him riled up and have him come home with one of us."

"Us?" you asked, surprised.

"Myself, Denise, and Gwen" Lynne said. She grinned. "Denise is the tall blonde over there, talking" she said, nodding at her colleague with her head. "Gwen is the strawberry blonde. We're best friends, so we often get into this kind of stuff together."

"Together, huh?" you asked with a grin.

"Oh, you think you've got what it takes to tame all of us?" Lynne asked, obviously pleasantly surprised.

"I know I do" you told her. You were struck by a very vivid mental image of a foursome with three older women who knew what they were doing. "But why ask me?" you asked, forcing yourself to think of something else other than the mental image.

"Well, you're obviously hot" Lynne said. "Plus you're the boss's son. There's something wonderfully forbidden about that." At that point you were handed your beer and you nodded at the woman who'd given it to you before turning to Lynne again.

"Geez, thanks" you said with a smirk. "But there has to be more to it. In my experience, people don't just throw themselves at me and this is the second time it's happened tonight."

"I wasn't the first?" Lynne asked, smiling.

"Oh, no. That redhead over there approached me first" you said, indicating Kirsten at the other end of the improvised bar.

"Kirsten? Oh, my. I hope you haven't said yes to her" Lynne replied, eyeing the big booty redhead.

"Not yet. How come?" you asked.

"She's not above using her body to get what she wants" Lynne explained. "She's one of Gwen's girls. Bad news, that one. Sure, she's hot, but she will use you until you're all used up and then she'll move on."

"And you won't?" you asked next.

"Well, I'll use you for my own pleasure, sure, but I'll also make sure you get plenty in return" Lynne told you with a sly grin. "So, would you like to meet the others?"