Work

For a moment I find myself getting ready to go down the alley but a moan of "More, give me more" convinces me otherwise. I'm not sure if it's a couple having sex or something else but I start walking to work. I pass a few more stains on the side walk and I swear one alley smells like sweat and sex. I briefly look at my Exes place and see one window has painted in it with what looks like lipstick "Bring More Cocks". My pants become tight and I wonder if this is the affects of whatever the government sent out the warning for as I've never been that easily turned on. It became more difficult not to be turned on as I passed a number of buildings with obvious tit or ass prints on the windows and the alleys smelled like sex as I got closer to the business district. My office building seemed to be almost like a bastion standing there.

The lobby of the building was rather quite and free of clutter the usual security guard was gone and the desk was turned off. When I got to the floor my company rented I found most of the cubical empty and as I was sitting down my phone rang with a message "Please see me in my office. NOW." With a curse and a sigh I get up figuring David is probably in one of his asshole moods.....which is his default moods.