Grant plays with fire

09:29am Sunny Day Mall. Floor 6. Head Office of Wet “N” Antics Corporation.

Main Office.

Brandon looked surprised at the Breeding Pass in Grant’s hand as the tall man began to read it out loud, his voice carrying across the office. “Breeding Pass. 'In association with the Sunny Day Mall this card heartily authorizes the holder to demand one sexual act of intercourse from any member of the opposite sex with the stated intent to impregnate or be impregnated by said partner. All participants must be over the age of eighteen. Only valid at the Sunny Day Mall. Issuer is not responsible for any consequences that ensue from use of said Pass. All pregnancies must be brought to term.”

From any other male colleague reading such a perverted promotion would cause a small scandal and a quick trip to HR. But with Grant there were murmurs of disapproval but everyone seemed to be engrossed with where he was going with this bawdy comedy bit.

“Fucking weird right?” He announced. He winked at Emi, another of his one-night-conquests. “Maybe there’s a sex dungeon opening in the Mall?”

“Well, if it is a Breeding Pass you should give it to Naomi, she thinks motherhood is a cake walk,” Emi replied.

Naomi gave Emi a look of scorn, not least for involving her in this gross discussion. Grant laughed and wandered round to where the dark-haired Brand Manager was sitting. Naomi was not the least bit intimidated by Grant. That said she did think the big man was hot and she had even debated sleeping with him a few times, but in the end had decided she didn’t want to be another notch on the bedpost.

Grant stood over Naomi waving the Breeding Pass in front of his crotch for comic effect. “So, is it true Ms. Kato? Do you take a laissez faire approach to getting knocked up?” Almost the whole of the open plan office was watching this spectacle play out. The jock humour of Grant vs the acerbic wit of Naomi; a veritable clash of Titans.

Surprisingly Naomi cracked the sweetest smile at Grant. “Grant-san it is a shame to see the office playboy reduced to having to pass notes to girls saying he likes them. Bit of a step back, no? But if you really must, I will graciously take the note and then you can have my very frank answer about the proposition in three words.” Still smiling sweetly, she said “One of them is a swear I am afraid.”

Grant laughed at this put down, but seeing the humour and a glutton for punishment announced to the office, “well now I need to know; Naomi, will you please have my baby?” He handed the Breeding Pass to Naomi who in true Japanese custom took it in both hands and read it carefully.

There was a ripple of laughter and a few more disapproving comments from the office floor. Things had taken a step from the naughty but humorous, to stepping over a line even for Grant. Still, Naomi was just about to shortly tell Grant in three words where he could stick his junk and that would be the end of it.