Going out to party

The clock hit five and just like that I was done working the job I'd been for the last half decade or so. The job that supported us when we first got together, the job that gave Olivia the opportunity to rise as high as she'd done.

It felt odd to be leaving it on such short notice, without any fanfare or goodbyes. Anderson was the only guy I was close to here and he'd left early today. Something about needing to change out of his pants. So with the week ending like any other really, I left my desk behind and stepped out of the proverbial well.

Or hopped out rather? I was supposed to be the frog in Saito's metaphor I think. He assumed I'd drown in the raging waves of upper corporate life, but I was going to show him this frog could swim!

I guess all frogs could, but, uhh... I guess I didn't fully get the metaphorical yet.

Heading out into the lobby and over to the elevator I saw Olivia and Deacon walking out the front door together. She'd changed from her less than formal outfit into something more sophisticated. A vibrant red backless dress that clung to her skin in all the right places. I couldn't see her from the front, but from the back the dress accentuated every curve and looked like it had been wedged into her ass cheeks. On a whim I decided to chase after them, to wish her good luck for the big meeting tonight and maybe to get a chance to see more of her in that amazing dress.

I tried to slip through the growing crowds of people gathering to chat in the lobby before heading home for the week. Making my way out the door just in time to watch as Olivia got into the limousine parked in front of the building.

I only caught a glimpse before the door was slammed shut. An image of Olivia sitting with Deacon on her right, and a very well built dark skinned man. Was that who they were pitching to? No, probably not. I mean he was well dressed but a guy like that looked more like security than a businessman.

It wasn't important, I'd missed my chance but I knew she didn't need me giving her luck to do well tonight. She could handle anything those guys gave her.

Slipping back inside and through the crowds, I heard some chatter that piqued my ears.

"...Olivia's in for a real workout tonight." I heard the familiar mature voice say.

"You've had experience with them?" The younger woman replied.

"Oh I've experienced them..." The older woman. Carol. said with longing. "They're been clients for a long time. I used to go to those meetings and by God did I feel sore the next day. Tiny thing like her is going to get torn in two."

"Totally worth it though, right?" Maddie. The younger woman. Replied.

"Ha. Don't you know it. They loved using both their....." I kept moving through the crowds, letting their conversation fade away.

I would never understand the sales world. Why did Olivia need to workout to win the sale? That just seemed so strange. Maybe it was a sports thing? Proving you're committed by beating them in tennis or whatever fancy sports they played? I really had no idea.

Guess it explained why everyone was so buff on her team though. That had been nagging me, so having that mystery solved was nice.

I punched in the floor on the elevator and went to meet the guys. Making my way through the slowly emptying building and towards Olivia's office where the guys would be waiting for me. Walking through I took it all in, the more expensive furniture, the fancy art plastered on the walls, the view out the windows. Was this going to be my life now? Getting to experience all of this?

Opening the office door I was greeted to the guys that were slowly becoming my friends cheering for my arrival. Franz slamming his meat hooks onto my back and pushing me towards Olivia's desk. Chase was set up on her desk with a bottle of vodka and a fancy gold rimmed shot glass.

"SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS!" The guys shouted, drowning out my initial resistance. But then I thought, what the hell! Only good things had come from following along with the guys, so why should I switch tracks now!

Taking the glass from his hands I downed in a single swing, letting the burn down my throat energise me for the night to come!

"Hey hey hey, look at the little office nerd! All grown up with the big boys now!" Chase smirked. Poring me another shot. "Bet you've never pre-gamed this hard before a night out now have you?"

"Never." I admitted. Bracing myself before taking the next shot. "So where are we-"

"And I bet you've also never been in a limo boy" Franz grabbed me with one arm, squeezing me against him while holding a fist up in excitement. "But when you party with us, you party hard!"

"A limo?! That seems a bit much just for-"

"Nonsense boy. It's not every day you get promoted now is it?"

"Yeah... and thanks for that." Olivia must have told them to set all this up. I mean a limo, really? I almost thought they were joking, just toying with me, and I'd walk outside to find some clown car with the word 'limo' written on it backwards. But that was just my built up defences to guys like this. They talked shit and acted a bit rough, but I was beginning to really believe they were genuine.

"No idea what you're talking about." Chase flashed a smile. We both knew he did know, but he was playing it cool. Not lording it over me that he did this huge favour. "You know what I am talking about though?"

"What?"

"How good did Maddie's tits look today?"

"Ughhh, so good man." Freckles said. Putting his hands out and making squeezing motions. "Fuck I could jest squeeze them all day."

Oh wow. I mean I knew they talked about Olivia like this but that was with her consent. I guess I shouldn't be surprised they talked like this about other girls, but it didn't make me the most comfortable.

"Now hang on a second there." Mark said. Holding his hand up to stop Freckles. At least somebody here knew not to take things too far. "Don't be sleeping on our girl Carol. Her fat tits may not be as perky, but damn does she know how to flaunt them."

"Pfft." Freckles snorted. "Carols got a sexy ass for sure, but you can't seriously tell me she has better tits old man."

"None of them hold a candle to our girl." Franz chimed in. "Small tits are way more fun to grab and pull on than big boobs anyways."

"Oh you did not just say that!"

"Come on guys, settle down." Chase broke up the fight that was about to break out. Between boob sizes of all things. "It's our man Jacob's night. He should decide who has the best tits."

"Ummm... I'm not really-"

"It's cool dude, you can be honest. We won't tell them who you pick." He reassured me for the completely wrong reason. "And you don't have to worry about bias. I mean we've all fucked Olivia's tits right boys?"

There was a resounding cheer from the guys. All of them smirking, pretending to reminisce about fucking her tits I guess. As always I played alone with it, I was in too deep to back out now.

"I'm sure all of you have... But that's not the issue I had-"

"Right of course, you haven't really seen Maddie or Carols tits yet."

Yet? What did he mean by yet...

"Oh yeah. Show him that one from the Christmas party!" Freckles said.

"Alright dude, take a look at these." Chase took his phone out and showed me a picture. Shot from the neck down, it was a pair of perfect perky breasts. Two, maybe three times as big as Olivia's and shaped to perfection. Her nipple's puffed out, mouthwateringly large and such a vibrant shade of pink. And resting on top of them was the thickest cock I'd ever seen. It spanned from one end of her chest, reaching all the way to the other side, thicker than Olivia's wrists were and looking so hard you think it was about to burst. "Who's do you think they are? Sweet young Maddie, or sexy seductive Carol?"

That....that couldn't actually be either of them right? No way, this had to just be another game of theirs. This was still making me uncomfortable, but well, I was one of them now.

"Uhhh... Maddie's?" I said. Finding it hard to take my eyes off of them.

"Ding ding ding!" Chase smiled. Moving the phone away and swiping through it. "And now, for your prize!"

He showed it to me again, this time a video. That same cock from before was back, this time sandwiched between a new set of boobs. Not as soft and imperfectly perfect as the last ones, but more rigid and artificially designed. Perfectly perfect. Created not for the woman they belonged to, but for the men around her. Large rock hard nipples dominated the center of the almost blemish free milky white skin. With only a small brown birthmark on the left one preventing them from being perfect mirrors.

The short video played out silently, volume muted. The woman held her tits around that log of a cock, bouncing up and down until he exploded all over them.

"That was a damn fine night, wasn't it." Mark said.

"Hehehe yeah. We fuckn' painted those tits with cum, didn't we???" Freckles bit his lower lip, as if he was remembering and reliving the story.

"Yeah yeah, we fucked the shit out of them. But what do you think, Jacob?" Chase asked me, pulling the video away. "Who's tits are the best?"

This had to be a part of the game, right? The picture and video did look like the two respective girls, but... no. These guys were dogs, but to actually record fucking their co-workers. At the Christmas party no less!

I was at that Christmas party and I would have noticed something like that going on. No, I was remembering it now. The night ended pretty early actually, with Olivia needing to take those two home after they got a little too drunk. Olivia was out driving for hours through the snow and the traffic while I waited at home, so there just wasn't any opportunity for their story to be true.

"Uhhh... I think..." True or not it still made me a little uncomfortable to talk about them like this. Doing it for Olivia was one thing, and maybe even Maddie would like it. But I couldn't imagine sweet Carol being okay with this kind of talk. She was feisty for sure, but has always commanded an aura of respect.

Luckily, before I had to commit to an answer or Non-answer, Chase got a call. Picking it up there was a simple exchange of an 'Uhuh' and a 'Okay' before he put it down and made his announcement.

"Okay boys, saddle up. The Limo's here and we can get this party started!”