Cheating At The Company Party (PM me)

[AnnieD]

Cheating At The Company Party (Closed)

*** Out of character ***

Spoiler alert; this thread will involve some drug/alcohol abuse and some really rough, depraved sex. If this isn't something that interests you, please don't read further. If it does, well enjoy the show!

Of course, everybody in this story is fake, not real, part of my twisted imagination, etc. Everybody that matters is over 18 and adult.

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My character:

http://i.imgur.com/t9XsGDz.jpg?1
Name: Becky Florence
Age: 22
Height: 5'6"
Cup size: 30K

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Some background:

Becky Florence is a young, twenty-two year old woman who recently has gone through a fast breast growth. Going from a B cup to a 30K cup in just a year, she's both excited and terrified of her new apperance. So much so that she has trouble socializing with others and being intimate with her boyfriend. He suggests that she take part at a company party, located at some hotel about an hour away from home.

The problem comes when she finds herself alone at the pool and Gerry Gold shows up; the nemesis to her boyfriend and a notorious pervert...

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The story/IC:


I was an eighteen year old, having grown up in a small southern town when I met Jacob - my boyfriend. I was barely out of high school and I didn't know much of the world, I was going to head to college and I met him during my orientation. I guess that we immediately fell in love with each other and we became inseparable since. Now four years later, I'm twenty-two years old and live with Jacob in our modest apartment here in Brooklyn.

The thing that has changed dramatically since the start of our relation was that my figure really changed in the past few years. You see, because of birth control and some complications with side effects, my breasts have almost expanded exponentially. I wore a 30K cup bra now, having gone through bra after bra for the past year. Now both men and women alike would look at me wherever I went, almost in completely disbelief on my breasts that were so big on a skinny girl like me.

Truth be told, I was pretty excited by my big boobs. My mother and sister were both a lot more um...endowed than I was. For the longest time I was flat as a pancake! My nickname in high school was the "ironing board". I was an A cup during high school and a B cup when I met Jacob. Can you believe that? From a B cup to a 30K cup in about a year and a half? Jacob was probably just as excited as I was, although he had yet to play with my breasts like he so desperately wanted to...in fact, we've hadn't had sex in over a year! With this excitement came anxiety and embarrassment. Every time I looked at a mirror, I saw a body that was almost...porn-star like.

But yeah, at least Jacob was pretty understanding. I was planning on going back to school in one more year, and since Jacob had a nice job and all, I didn't need to work. Yes, Jacob was paying for everything on his own and yes, I know how lucky I am!

The reason that I'm bringing this up is because I was invited with Jacob to some company party for the regional branch at the bank he worked at. Jacob told me all about the party and how the company wanted to reward their workers for a great year...and how it might do me some good to socialize with his coworkers. At first, I was against it since it took place at a four-star hotel about an hour out of town and well, it was too far for my test. But not only that, but the party was being held outdoor near the pool, which meant that there would be some pressure to go...well, swimming. Which, in turn, meant that I'd have to wear a bathing suit...in front of everybody!

Jacob convinced me that I didn't need to wear a swimsuit and that I didn't have to leave the hotel room if I was so embarrassed about my breasts. I appreciated that fact and I packed a few things. Soon enough, we were there...and I was stuck alone in my hotel room. I was terrified at the thought of people making fun of me that at the least minute, I chickened out.

"Take your time honey. Just meet us downstairs when you're ready."

With a kiss on the cheek, Jacob left and I was left with my thoughts. I thought about it and with some pacing back and forth, I decided to head downstairs and deal with my new reality. I even decided to put on my two piece bathing suit; a snug fit but I loved the leopard printed pattern.

"Oh god." were the first words out of my mouth when I watched my figure from the mirror. My legs felt so bare and the bikini bottom really showed off my round butt. But of course, what really made me anxious was how my massive 30K breasts looked. The bikini top barely kept them in; there was a lot of side-boob and even underboob. "This isn't too much, right?" I asked myself before I glanced out the window.

There was no one at the pool! I guess that everyone was busy at the bar, or even setting things up. I figured that this was as good of a time as any to go downstairs.

I hurried, carrying a towel and went outside to the pool. It was calm out and I let me relax a bit...

That is until I saw a flash of light and a man with a camera in front of me.

http://i.imgur.com/etqe0NU.jpg​

 

[ADmiral3]

Gerry Gold. Anyone who worked at his bank knew who he was, but not for the right reasons. Gerry was a pervert and a creep, and everyone knew it. For years he had struggled and worked for this business, and it had come to nothing. A man named Jacob had come into the bank at around the same time that Gerry had started, and instantly any hope of recognition was torn from Gerry and handed to Jacob on a silver platter. Jacob was more charismatic, and had connections inside of the system, ensuring promotion after promotion, while Gerry sat on the same wages he had when he first began.

Not to mention the fact that Gerry himself was a vile human. Even if Jacob hadn't come in and spoiled his career, odds are Gerry would have still been branded as an outcast. He was gangly and awkward, with a natural scowl creasing his forehead. his long dark hair shadowed most of his face, keeping away friends and coworkers alike. Female coworkers in particular were frightened by him, due to a nasty rumor spread about him raping a first year worker. To this day Gerry neither confirms nor denies it's validity.

If there was anything that Gerry liked about Jacob, though, it would have to be his girlfriend. On the first day, Jacob put a standup photo of a skinny girl with massive tits on his desk, claiming it was his girlfriend. Gerry, cynical as always, suggested that it was probably photoshopped, but inside his perverted head, he began imagining all of the things he wished he could do to her. So of course, when he heard she would be attending the company pool party, he began dreaming up twisted (and completely unlikely) situations, most of which ended with Becky bent over an object, moaning as he filled her again and again.

Now, at the night of the party, he was dissappointed to see that she apparently was not there. He wandered around the pool with the others, his eyes scanning the crowd for her, but left when they all started piling into cars to go to the nearby bowling alley. Complaining to himself that this had all been a waste of time, he went back into his hotel room and glared forlornly out of his window overlooking the pool. When he saw Becky wander out onto the patio, head spinning in confusion as she looked around for the others, Gerry couldn't believe his luck. He had a clear view down the front of her tight leopard print bikini top, and instantly his cock swelled against his swim trunks. Grabbing a camera, he made his way downstairs, and out to the pool area, where she was bobbing in pool, facing away from him.

He jumped into the pool, and just as she whirled around to see him, he snapped a picture, intending to save it for later.

"Hi, are you Becky? Jacob has shown me pictures of you, come inside. The others are up in the rooms, won't you join us?"

 

[AnnieD]

You know, it's funny. I really thought that I was in the clear and that no one would come along and bother me. Well, maybe bother is a bit of a strong word - I just hoped that I wouldn't have to talk to anyone. The fact of the matter was that I had planned to go in the pool, swim around a bit and get back to my hotel room without a care in the world. Then for Jacob to come up and have an answer ready for when he'd bring the subject of socializing up. I'd tell him "Hey but I did go downstairs. I even swam but no one was there!" But now, obviously that plan went straight to hell - oops, sorry about my language.

Sorry, I think I'm rambling. I do that when I'm nervous.

Why was I nervous? Because I think that I recognized this man. I think his name was Gerry Gold.

To be fair, this was the first time that I've met the man. But my boyfriend did talk a lot about work and more specifically about his coworkers. Among the gossip came the rumors of this notorious man. He even showed me photos of him, maybe even as a warning if I ever found myself talking to him. He was a rather lean man, I guess. Maybe about nineteen or twenty years old if I remembered correctly, at least from Jacob's rants. Now seeing this man in front of me, I saw that he had some muscles (he wasn't a body builder or anything! Just a bit more fit than most office workers, I guess) and some unkempt brown hair - the same as this Gerry person.

But his appearance wasn't what I had to look out for, it was his vile personality...apparently. I could vaguely recall Jacob's rant the other day:

"I swear, that Gerry is seriously a disgusting man." Jacob said while we ate. He discussed work, like on most weekday night. "You know that he's sexually assaulted a woman last year?"

"What? At your office?" I asked curiously "Did he get fired?"

"No." Jacob said with a sour look.

"W-Was there any proof?"

"No." Jacob repeated "But I'm sure he did. That man is a pervert and a disgusting sleaze. Any woman should stay away from that creep."

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Oh right, where was I? Right! Gerry, this notorious pervert was right in front of me!

"Hi, are you Becky? Jacob has shown me pictures of you, come inside. The others are up in the rooms, won't you join us?"

I thought of just ignoring him but at the same time, I didn't really know if that was Gerry, you know? Sure, like I said earlier, this man looked alike to the man in that photo Jacob showed me but...could I be a hundred percent sure? I should at least ask for his name.

"Uh...I don't really feel like going inside to be honest." I answered a bit nervously, swimming in place. Come on Becky, don't be so nervous!

"I don't work at the office, so that seems a bit out of place for me, you know?" I added, a bit more nonchalantly...or at least, as much as I could muster. Paranoid about my chest, I tried to cover as much of it up with my left arm. But seeing as thin as I was and how big my chest was...well, it didn't cover much of my cleavage, let's just say.

I chuckled before saying "I'm sorry, but what's your name? I don't think we've ever met. I'm Becky." and extending my hand to him.

 

[ADmiral3]

Gerry couldn't believe his luck. He was alone in a pool with the bustiest girl he's ever met, and she hadn't turned him away. He was both confused and grateful that she didn't seem to know of his reputation, and he planned to keep it that way.

"I'm Mal," he lied, giving the best "Nice to meet you" grin he could muster. "I'm rather new to the office here, looking to meet some new people. I couldn't take the crowd outside though, so when I noticed a pretty girl like yourself floating outside all on her own I couldn't help but wonder if she was lonely!"

Feeling more confident in his story, he began wading closer to her, leaning casually back against the edge of the pool, and slipping his arm over her shoulder. She was turning her head away from him, shy, so she didn't notice when he looked directly down her chest, mouth watering at the sight of the melons on her chest.

He snapped his head up, remembering his ruse, and continued his conversation.

"So, are you? Because I'd hate for a girl to feel lonely in such a nice place."

 

[AnnieD]

"I'm Mal," I listened to the man say "Nice to meet you"

Okay, so I was wrong! Good thing that I didn't get ahead of myself and greet him as 'Gerry'. Could you imagine the embarrassment? God, especially given the reputation of that guy - I would have made a jerk out of myself and probably have someone at Jacob's office hate my guts! Or even worse, give him a bad reputation by proxy.

"I'm rather new to the office here, looking to meet some new people. I couldn't take the crowd outside though, so when I noticed a pretty girl like yourself floating outside all on her own I couldn't help but wonder if she was lonely!"

Oh god...

Yeah, I didn't do well with compliments. So when I heard him talk about how I was a pretty girl, I pretty much blushed a bit. Especially as he came in closer to me! I was pretty anxious, so much so that I probably sank a little into the pool in a vain attempt to hide that chest of mine. I even looked away as he came in even closer, slipping his arm around my shoulder. God, I didn't want anyone at the party to notice how anxious I could get.

"So, are you? Because I'd hate for a girl to feel lonely in such a nice place."

Oh, I should probably say something...

"Oh, not really lonely I guess." I said with a bit of a laugh. "I'm just swimming around and killing some time before everyone comes out here."

Was that rude? I couldn't tell...

"But you're welcome to join me!" I added a bit enthusiastically. I hoped that he'd say no and go back in but...

 

[ADmiral3]

Mal continued chatting with the girl, making small talk and stealing glances when he could. His erection was growing quickly, but at the moment was hidden under cover of water. Eventually, he began to become more and more tense, as his lower head took over his thought process. An idea formulated in his head, a way to help lower her defenses, and maybe later, her bikini.

"Are you in the mood for a competition? Healthy sport is all. We can make a little wager too. Whoever loses, takes a shot from the bar."

Looking around the pool for an easy victory, he smiled. "Let's make it a race. You came here to swim, no? Whoever makes it all the way around first, wins."

 

[AnnieD]

So, he stayed and we chatted for a bit. It was mostly about work and what we did. Honestly, I just felt bad because I didn't work for a big corporation like Mal or Jacob. I was just, technically, still a student and pretty much just stayed at home all day. But of course, I wasn't exactly telling him just how much free time I had; otherwise, maybe I would have sounded a little pathetic.

Our chat ended with a bit of a challenge from his part:

"Are you in the mood for a competition? Healthy sport is all. We can make a little wager too. Whoever loses, takes a shot from the bar."

A shot? I didn't know about that. I wasn't much for drinking and I was going to decline but you know...because of my excuse of 'wanting to come for a swim', I couldn't really say no without seeming like a liar and a jerk. That being said, when he continued:

"Let's make it a race. You came here to swim, no? Whoever makes it all the way around first, wins."

I replied, ready to kick off whenever he gave the mark "Well...sure. But go easy on me!"

 

[ADmiral3]

She seemed hesitant, I wonder why? Smiling inwardly I knew, although I wasn't a body builder, I certainly hadn't let myself go. Looking her up and down (which I had done a few times since we had gotten out here), I could tell I would be able to beat her. And I'm sure once I had gotten a few drinks into her, I could have some more fun.

"Well...sure. But go easy on me!"

I laughed, and set myself, raising one hand in the air. I was going to win this, no problem, and then we were moving to the bar. Even the thought of her dripping chest bouncing as she walked was turning my cock to stone. I counted down, eager to see her,

"Three, two, Go!"

Splashing my arm down into the water, I pushed off the wall, kicking hard. I took the lead quickly, and dug my arms into the water, pulling myself farther ahead with every stroke. Soon I had almost doubled her pace. I guess having boobs that big didn't help you glide through the water.

When I reached the end, I stopped, and watched her swim. Her ass peaking out over the water, long toned arms reaching in front of her. She was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.

 

[AnnieD]

Oh my god, oh my god...

I was trailing far behind, so much so that after a few minutes I knew that there was virtually no chance of betting Mal. Still, I kept kicking and pushing until I saw the edge of the pool. Too bad that Mal was basically standing there, probably with a huge grin on his face knowing that he had won. Well, I guess one shot wouldn't be that bad.

I rose out of the water in front of him, my chest nearly pressed against his side with water dripping down both my face and my massive chest which, as you probably had guessed, didn't exactly help me swim faster. I chuckled as I said "That wasn't fair. You didn't go easy on me!"

 

[ADmiral3]

That wasn't fair. You didn't go easy on me!

I simply smiled at her, and said, "I can't help it, I'm naturally competitive. Now I do believe you owe me a shot? Let's go!"

I pondered for a moment how I would hide my erection as I left the pool, but quickly decided it didn't matter. After all, I'm sure she could have expected this kind of reaction, she practically rubbed her tits on me at the end of the race!

Now I emerged from the pool and turned to face her, waiting patiently for her boobs to crest out of the water. I wanted to see them shine, wet and heavy as she came out. I made sure to let her pass me on her way to the bar, so that I could watch her ass sway hypnotically in front of me

 

[AnnieD]

"I can't help it, I'm naturally competitive. Now I do believe you owe me a shot? Let's go!"

"Ugh, okay." I replied with almost a pout and a chuckle. I was heading out the pool, with Mal in front of me, and I swear I saw a bulge forming in his shorts. I looked away, or at least I tried to do so as discreetly as possible. I mean, what guy would want a woman to see a bulge poking out of his shorts? Definitely no one at Jacob's workplace....

Well, aside from that Gerry guy, but he was probably inside or something.

Anyway, so I asked for help to get out and Mal was quick to help me up. I felt embarrassed, feeling how heavy my breasts were as I got out of the water - water dripping everywhere and my two piece bikini practically glued to my skin right now.

I walked over to the bar, adjusting my bikini bottoms on the way (well, they were clinging between both cheeks...) and asked the bartender for...

"Wait, what were we getting again?" I asked Mal with a chuckle.

 

[ADmiral3]

When I helped her out of the pool, I almost came in my shorts. The sight of her tight leopard print bikini clinging to her wet, swollen breasts was too much for me. I barely made it to the bar, my hard on now a raging erection jutting out from my crotch, I adjusted it slightly, if only to not scare her away.

Wait, what are we getting again?

I took my chance, gears whirring in both of my heads as I schemed.

"I know just the thing," I said, pulling the bartender in towards me.

"Tonight we're celebrating! Get us two of your hardest blends."

Turning back to her as the tender got our drinks, I said, "Challenge number two! Who can finish their drink first, without losing any?"

Another rigged challenge. One upside of being a social outcast is that you learned to hold your liquor. I could probably down twice as much as she could handle and still stay sober. So let's see how much we can get in her!

 

[AnnieD]

"Tonight we're celebrating! Get us two of your hardest blends."

"Hardest blends?!" I asked, almost completely shocked over how he was going for the hardest stuff. I wasn't much of a drinker, so I needed to make sure that this was the only drink I'd get tonight. Sure, it was probably going to be strong alcohol but just one glass wasn't going to be the end of the world...

"Challenge number two! Who can finish their drink first, without losing any?"

"I don't know about this..."

But somehow, he convinced me to. Within just a few moments, I found myself chugging down my class, desperate to not just cough out this harsh drink.

 

[ADmiral3]

"I don't know about this..."

This was just the beginning, as I cleared my glass and motioned to the bartender for another. If I planned on draining her inhibitions before the others got back, we had to move fast, and drink faster.

"Cmon you can do it! We're not stopping until you can beat me at a glass!"

I knew I had her now. Soon she'd be too drunk to stand. And with a little encouragement from me, she'd follow me back to my room and we can get nice and comfy...

 

[AnnieD]

"Cmon you can do it! We're not stopping until you can beat me at a glass!"

I drank from my glass as much as I could, but as I did so, I thought that maybe this wasn't the best idea. I wasn't very good with liquor, so I needed to do my best to well, not drink so much. Of course, Mal was making this hard with this competition. Yes, I know that I could have just said no but despite being so timid, I actually thrived on competition. A strange combination, I know, but that's just the way that I was.

I drank the fruit drink and placed my glass down quickly.

"Done!" I said with a smile. I wonder if I surprised him from how quick I was.

 

[ADmiral3]

"Done!"

I jumped, I had just finished his own drink when she slammed her glass down on the table, the click audible through the area. I frowned for a moment, frustrated that my plan had failed.

"Wow, that was really fast. We're tied then, lets call it a draw."

I guess it was too much to expect that everything would go my way tonight.

We sat awkwardly for a few minutes, the silence only broken by other guests around us. I wanted so badly to have her, but for now I would have to convince her. After all, wouldn't it be so much better if she came to me willingly, rather than knocked out drunk in my bed?

"I have an icebreaker game, it's pretty fun if you'd be willing to give it a shot. I figure it can help us get to know each other a bit more, and help you feel a little less out of place? A simple game of twenty questions, we just ask about each other, anything you'd like. The only rule is that the other person has to be completely honest in their answer, no skipping or passing."

 

[AnnieD]

And suddenly there was silence.

I guess it was mostly my fault - I wasn't much of an extrovert, so meeting new people wasn't exactly my thing. Sure, I made a lot of friends in college but that was mostly due to my loving boyfriend Jacob. In order words, without him around, I was pretty hopeless talking to people. That being said, I was actually pretty relieved when I heard him talk a few minutes:

"I have an icebreaker game, it's pretty fun if you'd be willing to give it a shot. I figure it can help us get to know each other a bit more, and help you feel a little less out of place? A simple game of twenty questions, we just ask about each other, anything you'd like. The only rule is that the other person has to be completely honest in their answer, no skipping or passing."

Twenty questions, huh?

"You know what?" I asked with a big smile on my face "That actually sounds pretty fun. Do you want to start?"

 

[ADmiral3]

"You know what? That actually sounds pretty fun. Do you want to start?"

I grinned back at her, but for an entirely darker motive than she probably believed. Now my own inner question, where to start? Obivously I would have to bring up more and more explicit, suggestive questions if I was going to get anywhere, but how could I start without scaring her off?

Instead of that though, I looked down briefly at her chest and said the first thing that came to mind.

"Are those real? It's hard to believe that a woman like you could naturally have prizes like those."

He smiled at her warmly again, toshow that he meant no harm in his question

 

[AnnieD]

I knew that I wasn't going to like the question when Mal looked over to me...then his glance moved downward to my chest. I knew what was coming; I mean, no one had asked me this question before but I could put two and two together! I already started to blush, wondering what he was thinking about these massive breasts of mine. I know he probably thought that they were fake but...

"Are those real? It's hard to believe that a woman like you could naturally have prizes like those."

...somehow, I felt okay to answer. I don't know, maybe it was his tone of voice, or that warm smile he gave me afterwards. It didn't feel creepy, at least to me. So, seeing as it was a sincere question I relaxed a bit and actually chuckled. Did he really say 'prizes like those'? That was a nice way of putting things.

"Yes, yes. They're natural." I said with a bit of a warm hearted laugh. "And I'm not lying to save face. You can ask Jacob, I'm a god awful liar."

Hm, maybe that could be my question? He mentioned Jacob earlier, or at least when I first met Mal. I couldn't help but wonder if he knew Jacob from a long time ago, or if he was a new hire. So...

"My question is something less...you know..." I said again, becoming less nervous than earlier "You mentioned Jacob right? How long have you known him?"

 

[ADmiral3]

"Yes, yes. They're natural. And I'm not lying to save face. You can ask Jacob, I'm a god awful liar."

Her laugh took the tension out of my shoulders, and I relaxed a bit more. Seeing that she had taken well to such a straightforward question so early on meant I was on the right track.

"My question is something less...you know...You mentioned Jacob right? How long have you known him?"

I paused for a second. How much should I tell her? After all, I didn't want to have to weave my false life's story too carefully, that could lead to some mistakes, and I didn't want to lose this now.

"I've known him for about a week, I was just transferred, but he seems like an o-k guy to me."

I said this in hopes of sowing some mistrust. Wouldn't that be perfect? If I could get her to question what she knows about him, maybe I could swoop her up as a fallback, someone to help her discover what it was she really wanted!

Now, what could I ask to keep the conversation going? I could always go back to her appearance later, for now, I'll keep on this path of defaming Jacob.

"Speaking of Jacob, are you two close? My cousins and I never really got along very well, it's nice to see that not everyone has as much trouble with talking to family as I do. I mean I can't blame either of you, if I had a cousin like you I would hang out a lot too!"

 

[AnnieD]

"I've known him for about a week, I was just transferred, but he seems like an o-k guy to me."

Huh.

You know, I was a little disappointed when I heard him say that seems like an o-k guy. I know, it's dumb, but Jacob was always talking about how he was doing great at work and how everyone loved having him around. Why would this new transfer talk about him in such a forced tone? Still I asked my question, so I kept this in mind for when it would be my turn.

"Speaking of Jacob, are you two close? My cousins and I never really got along very well, it's nice to see that not everyone has as much trouble with talking to family as I do. I mean I can't blame either of you, if I had a cousin like you I would hang out a lot too!"

Wait what?

"I'm sorry." I asked, leaning over towards him. "Did you say cousins? Because Jacob and I aren't cousins, we're dating."

That couldn't be right. Maybe I just misheard? But regardless, it was my turn to ask a question. This got me curious enough to keep digging.

"I'm sorry but, has Jacob said anything else that might be false? It's so weird of me to ask this but..."

 

[ADmiral3]

"Did you say cousins? Because Jacob and I aren't cousins, we're dating."

I put on a bothered face at this statement, looking down at the ground, trying to seem as embarrassed as I could. In reality, I was ecstatic. This was exactly the response I was hoping to elicit from her, now all I had to do was keep pushing the point.

Looking back up at her, I smiled apologetically as she asked her next question.

"I'm sorry but, has Jacob said anything else that might be false? It's so weird of me to ask this but..."

"I'm not sure, I haven't known him too long. But I never expected you two to be dating. In the last week alone I've seen him drive away with at least three girls during his lunch breaks, I assumed one of them was his girlfriend. He never said anything explicitly, I'm not sure if he cares. I'm really sorry about all of this, can I get you another drink? It's on me."

I bought another round and had it brought to us, replacing our empty glasses on the counter. I drank mine quickly, passively urging her to do the same as I continued edging her closer and closer to the edge of sobriety.

"Well I suppose it's my turn now, I'm not sure what to say. He's never seemed strange around you? Never talked about any of these other women at work?"

 

[AnnieD]

"I'm not sure, I haven't known him too long. But I never expected you two to be dating. In the last week alone I've seen him drive away with at least three girls during his lunch breaks, I assumed one of them was his girlfriend. He never said anything explicitly, I'm not sure if he cares. I'm really sorry about all of this, can I get you another drink? It's on me."

I couldn't believe it. No, this couldn't be right. I've known Jacob for years and he wasn't the type to do something like that. Of course, what did I know? We haven't be intimate in forever and it might have changed him. But I couldn't blame myself - even if this was true. Right? ...Even so, I think that I could use a drink, so when he offered:

"I'm sure that there's a reasonable explanation, but sure. I'd love a drink."

And so, we got a refill on our glasses.

"Well I suppose it's my turn now, I'm not sure what to say. He's never seemed strange around you? Never talked about any of these other women at work?"

This was a good as any to drink. I sipped down my shot in one go, placing it back on the counter before replying "No, never. But like I said, there has to be an explanation, right?"

I adjusted my bikini bottoms for a second - with the way that I was squirming against this weird turn of events, I was hiking the material. It was my turn, so I needed to ask a question and I think I had the perfect one.

"Has Jacob ever talked to you about a guy called Gerry?" I asked curiously "He always had mean things to say about him and I was wondering if you knew anything about it?"

 

[ADmiral3]

"Has Jacob ever talked to you about a guy called Gerry? He always had mean things to say about him and I was wondering if you knew anything about it?"

I was drinking from my glass when she asked that, and it took all my efforts to not choke on the liquid. I set my glass down, noticing she had finished hers and motioned for the bartender to keep them coming. Not to force them upon her, but to make sure she always had something alchoholic within arms reach, to help speed up her confusion.

"Gerry? Yeah I know Gerry, that poor soul. I've only been here a week, and I already know about his whole reputation. From what I've heard, Gerry and Jacob started at around the same time, and-" I look around secretively, then lean in closer, "and when Gerry started surpassing Jacob, Jacob began doing everything he could to ruin this man's career. Jacob is a slick talker, I know that much. He could talk his way out of a bear trap. In fact, just last year there was a rumor spreading about Gerry, something about raping a new girl on the job. No one seems to know where it started, but everyone believes it."

I leaned back again, relaxing a little, and getting a nice view of her periodic adjustment of her bottoms, smiling to myself internally. Externally, I expressed complete earnesty.

"Now let's pull away from this topic, while I may not approve of some of this guy's actions, I hate talking behind his back like this. It may be his style, but not mine."

"My next question, keeping it more between us, is that chest of yours ever a problem? I can see it getting in the way in some places, or drawing unwanted attention."

 

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"Gerry? Yeah I know Gerry, that poor soul. I've only been here a week, and I already know about his whole reputation. From what I've heard, Gerry and Jacob started at around the same time, and-"

Then as if we were discussing a global conspiracy, he moved in closer...

"and when Gerry started surpassing Jacob, Jacob began doing everything he could to ruin this man's career. Jacob is a slick talker, I know that much. He could talk his way out of a bear trap. In fact, just last year there was a rumor spreading about Gerry, something about raping a new girl on the job. No one seems to know where it started, but everyone believes it."

"That was made up?!" I said out loud, then hushed myself because obviously this wasn't something to be talking about - especially so close the company workers who might come out anytime! "Sorry. It's just that my boyfriend talked so much about it when it supposedly occurred. God, I feel so sorry for Gerry..."


"Now let's pull away from this topic, while I may not approve of some of this guy's actions, I hate talking behind his back like this. It may be his style, but not mine."

Was it really that bad? God, what wasn't Jacob telling me? Could he really have been lying to me all this time?

"My next question, keeping it more between us, is that chest of yours ever a problem? I can see it getting in the way in some places, or drawing unwanted attention."

"Um..." I said, a bit distracted over what we've been discussing "Yeah, let me just a another drink...". I leaned over the counter to take another drink and quickly sipped it down. I just couldn't believe it - Jacob obviously hadn't been telling me everything about work. What else could he hide from me?

...

"Well, about my chest." I said with a smile, thinking that I should try to be talkative, at least to distract myself from what I found out about my boyfriend. I pointed towards my massive 30K cup breasts and added "As you might have noticed, it's pretty big. Big enough that I broke my vase yesterday while I was cleaning! So yeah, they get in the way and occasionally strain my back."

Then my curiosity got the best of me. I wondered whether Mal here was single or not. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't about to cheat on Jacob but hey, it helps me to know in case he had any relationship advice.

"Do you have a girlfriend Mal? You seemed awfully lonely today." I added, teasing him about what he said about me earlier.