He waits to get to work

Josh figured this was what the whole world would be like now - constantly walking past pornographic scenes and debating whether to stay. But he might as well keep walking because the same sort of scene would surely greet him when he arrived at work.

Sure enough, when he stepped into his workplace, he found the cute bubbly blonde receptionist Daria absent-mindedly slurping on a cock, gently thrusting into her mouth as she looked at her computer screen. She glanced up and Josh and waved, without taking the dick out of her mouth.

The cock-owner fondled her C-cup breast to check her name tag. "This suckslut - what's her name again? - Daria's mouth is busy at the moment. Do you need anything?"

"Nah, I'm not a client, I work here," said Josh, trying to act as if this bizarre scene was normal, though his own cock was raging in his pants.

"I'll definitely be a client now I know this piece of crumpet sits at the front desk. She's one of those girls who suck just from muscle memory, you know? Says it helps her focus."

Daria suddenly glanced up at the client fucking her mouth as if she had forgotten he was there. "Mm-hm." She nodded on his cock and turned back to look at her screen as she kept sucking.

The client stroked her long blonde hair affectionately. "Yeah, you could suck dick in your sleep couldn't you, you sexy suckslut?"

"Mm-hm," Daria agreed vaguely.

CLICK-CLACK, CLICK-CLACK, CLICK-CLACK. Josh's boss Katy stomped out in her high heels. His eyes traveled up her dark stockings, over her navy-blue dress which highlighted her curves despite covering plenty of skin, to her long dark hair and haughty face.

"JOSH! What the FUCK were you thinking when you sent that email last week?" she snapped at him.

"Which email are you referring to?" asked Josh, wondering what he'd done wrong this time. Katy might be good-looking, but she wasn't the best boss to work for.

"Daria, didn't you tell him, you useless DITZ?" Katy turned on the cock-sucking receptionist.

"Mmmph mmmph mmph." Daria tapped the client's leg and his cock squelched its way out of her mouth. "I'm busy servicing Peter here. Anyway, Josh, it's that clothing store client. She's some radical feminist and took offence when you mentioned her blowjob skills in a work email. Such a drama queen, honestly... slurp slurp slurp."

Peter stroked her hair as she resumed. "So I guess you wouldn't mind me praising your suck skills when I introduce you to my team?"

"Mm-hm," Daria said into Peter's dick.

"Thanks for your support Daria!" Katy snarled. "Josh, you just don't understand what it's like being a woman in the workplace. How could you say something retarded like that?"

He realized the email must have been written by a parallel Josh before his own consciousness had popped into this reality. He couldn't know exactly what his alternative self had written, so he tried arguing based on the principles he'd written into the Rules app.

"Isn't it natural to slip into dirty talk in the context of blowjobs?"

"In the context of DURING a blowjob, Josh! Bringing it up when your dick doesn't need sucking is... it verges on a fucking SEXUAL remark! It feels so... objectifying!" Katy puffed herself up with indignation, which ironically puffed out her busty chest.

"So let me get this straight," said Josh. "If I said my boss Katy is good at sucking dick, that would be bad. But if I stick my dick in your mouth right now, and then say sucking is all you're good for, that would be socially acceptable?"

Katy threw up her hands in exasperation. "How long have you been living on this planet, Josh? I shouldn't have to explain one plus one equals two! And what the fuck are you smirking about, ASSHOLE?"

Josh couldn't help the grin spreading across his face. He was thinking of a perfect way to shut up the ranting boss and satisfy his mouth-craving boner at the same time...