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[RicoFerdinand]

It was that time of the year, time for the annual company new year party, and like every year, management and owners made it a really big deal. Glitz and glamour was how the money was made after all, and this night had always been the night to show how to spend it.

No cost was spared, the three story tall foyer of the skyscraper penthouse was transformed from it's regular formal exclusivity into a banquet hall fitted for kings and queens, and later on, a steaming hot dance floor. An elevated DJ stand bathed in white light strobes hanging before the 30 feet stained glass window facade, with hundreds of beautiful people worshiping it, each other and the skyline beyond and below.

The heat was up and the lights were down. James sipped his Scotch by the end of the mile long bar scanning the sweaty but impeccable crowd. This was a night to make and break relationships, if only for a few burning moments.

James drained his glass and turned on the bar-stool scanning for Michael. "Hey, how about a top up over here?"

"No respect for the hired hand, have we?" came the response. Michael reached for the bottle and set it down next to James. "You might as well keep it, boss. So that way you don't distract me so much scanning the girlies."

James topped his own glass up and nodded, rolled the stool again. "Crazy pickings. I love that short loose skirt fashion back in style. Leaves neither suspenders nor the occasional string and panties to the imagination when they swing and sway like that".

Michael's turn to nod, the bar pretty calm right now, without taking his gaze of the dance floor he poured himself a glass a rose it in a toast to James. "Yeah. It's like they are showing off and bidding out to the market. And I suppose they are? A lot of powerful men to build careers on here..." trailing.

Laughing James responded "For sure. Build careers on all four, or striding, building them on big hard cocks exploding. Before whimpering back to their wives in horror and regret. Maybe. It's a double edged sword. Getting laid, getting awkward, getting laid again, only laid off. Girls scoop their curly dresses and get out in tears here every year my friend. In an Uber to the pharmacy to get that morning after pill and something for the pain. The world is full of pretty young ladies with ambition." He drained his glass again, and topped up.

"Jeezez". Michael looked at him now "How to be a major downer, man, how to be a social realist".

They laughed. "Yeah, point taken, sorry, no need to not take advantage, right?"

Michael's eyes were on curves and asses and tits again "easy for you to say, Mr. important producer and director man, who's in any position to take advantage. I bet you get enthusiastic young actresses looking for an in to your office daily, right? Me, I'm just a barman here one night a year. One of my favorite nights, granted, but not somewhere to don my power tie so much as you movie exec guys."

This time it was James that looked over at Michael "playing saint, huh? Don't make me laugh, friend, I know how the girls get all starry eyed over you stud bad boy bartenders, you can get your share if you want it."

Michael grinned "yeah, yeah, you got me. I have some moves. I just need to wait for shift ends to make them" he emptied his glass and refilled, James' as well, who nodded in appreciation and made a toast "to taking advantage when we can, right? To stacking the deck to make it happen." and the two guys drank deep.

"Exactly right" answered Michael "and that's why I always book to get out early on these nights" he glanced at his watch "only half hour left, and so much meat out there, looking forward to hunting down my share"

"To that" James smiled and nodded, another toast of the glasses, another drain and refill, and the guys just remained quiet for a while, soaking in the view.

"Talk about shares. There's one that I wouldn't mind putting stock in" James said eventually, nodding towards young woman in a black dress, high black heels, back to them, long dark hair down her back, caressing the curves of her slim frame above her delicate curvy hips ans mile long legs.

Michael looked her over greedily "oh-yeah, I hear you man. How come she is standing there all on her lonely? She only needs to take a swing and be fly paper"

"I don't know" replied James "but she is new, a bit shy, I think, but there is something wild in there, I sense. Calmest water, deepest depth and all that. I spoke to her the other day, and while she said only a little I kinda got that wild feeling. Maybe I'll go for her tonight, I dunno"

Michael consulted his watch again, grinned smugly "well, you have 10 minutes, friend, if you wanna get ahead of the competition".

James looked at Michael in pleased surprise "ooh! A wager? Well, that keeps things interesting! Who will she pick?"

"How can she pick? I dunno, maybe she won't and we'll have to take sharing to a whole new level tonight?"

At that, James laughed out loud "really? Really? Would you do that, if it even happened?"

Michael shrugged "what? Are you scared? Out weighted and out preformed? Me for one, I think that would be hot, even, make this new associate of yours real unladylike"

James swallowed and sipped the scotch. Jeezez, was Michael really serious about this, or just pulling him along here. He had to admit, the thought of her out of dress between them did bring a tingle to his crotch.

"OK" he said hoarsely, whiskey not really much of a throat moisture "OK" he repeated "I'll keep the playing field fair and we'll play it as it happens. You have five minutes left, enough to mix a fantastic drink for young Shay here, right?"

Michael nodded and James lent forward on the stool "Hey!" he said. Nothing. Hands to his mouth, angling the sound towards her back "Hey! Shay? Hey!"

And he got her attention, turned to him, smiling, god, she was beautiful and sexy. Her future really could be bright. "Heeey, James!" she waved happily, invitingly, and he waved her over, stood, and gallantly turned a stool for her to sit.

"Thanks!" her smile from ear to ear. "This might sound silly, but I was lonely. So good to see a familiar face, I'm not good at meeting people at these things"

"Really? Well, you could be, honey. I think most every man in this place would jump at meeting you anytime, anywhere, you look gorgeous as always"

Shay giggled, and blushed a bit "well, thank you, James. I notice you hang back a bit yourself, though, what? Are you a bit of a modest one too maybe?"

"Like kindred spirits you mean? Maybe, maybe. But no. I'm hanging here with my friend Michael. Shay, meet Michael, Michael, meet Shay"

They shook, nodded and smiled and Michael followed up "so, what are you drinking, Shay?"

 

[jenwishuknew]

A month ago, Shay was excited when she'd heard about the new year party the company usually held every year. The employees seemed to go on and on about how that is one event hosted by the agency that they look forward to attending. Of course, an event as big, they're suppose to put in their RSVPs at their earliest convenience.

Having been engaged to her boyfriend of 4 years, she'd put in RSVP for two people about a month and half ago. Though, some things just aren't meant to be!

The person who was handling the RSVP in her department was inquiring why she was alone tonight and Shay had just explained to the woman, that back when she had put in her RSVP, she was engaged but she wasn't anymore. A light conversation that had seemed to bring back memories. She wasn't mad or anything, just glad that she had found out now that they weren't compatible as partners than finding out after they're married. She really though it was him that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, especially since they had dated for 4 years.

Apparently, the number of years dated had nothing to do with it. They had decided to move in together right after he had proposed to her about three months ago. It wasn't even two weeks into them living together, they had started to get into lot of fights. A month and half later, she broke off their engagement and moved into a new place that was near her work.

Speaking of work, that was her main concentration now, as it should have always been. She was passionate about her work. Come to think of it, her ex-fiance was actually bringing her down, holding her back and preventing her from succeeding. No doubt he had a good job and came from a rich family, but he wanted her to not work at all and just be his housewife. That's what it seemed like and Shay wouldn't have it that way.

Being a modern woman, she came this far all on her own. She didn't take single penny from her parents, who by the way were first generation immigrants into this country and were a middle class family. She was born in the States though. Bottom line, they worked hard to provide for her but she knew it was enough when she started going to college.

She was thinking about her New Year resolution and nothing came to her mind except doing well for herself. And that meant, giving her best at this job and actually get hired as their employee rather than work as their intern, which is what she was right now. She was a fresh graduate so no one would hire her straight on. Having lived a normal life, she did wish that her parents were rich enough to have contacts, like her ex-fiance did. Maybe, some contacts would put in a good word to her higher ups, that would promise some promotion of some sort in near future.

Media business was a tough career choice, but she wasn't going to give up. Especially since she was working for a well known agency. There were lot of scopes out there. Luckily, she also had a minor in business and was also thinking of doing Masters. Altogether, she would have a bright career and not only in Media but the business aspect of it. She was career oriented, sophisticated and full of enthusiasm.

The woman had walked off to greet other employees, leaving Shay alone. Not soon after, she heard someone call out her name over the loud music. Looking over her shoulders, she found James sitting at the bar, calling her over and she smiled at him.

Moving past a few people along the way, offering a soft smile while her hand came to brush her hair to the left front, she greeted her superior. He was quite talkative and seemed to have been drinking, just like everyone. Shay also had a few drinks of her own, but she was very much sober. Though, James was right to think there was something wildness about Shay. But, even Shay hadn't recognized it till date. Apart from being smart, she had this exotic look about her form that made everyone want to have a go at her. Though, a ring on her finger had kept guys away so that helped her. Besides, she had always been a one-man-woman. And now, a no-man's-woman. She was free like a bird and absolutely loving it because it felt as if a burden had lifted, in the form on her relationship.

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Initially, she had picked out a fancy gown to wear for tonight's occasion, but she opted out of it and picked out more casual dress for the event. It was casual and yet, she flaunt it better than most ladies at the party. Anything and everything looked good on her. Hence, she looked nice in her low cut black dress that hugged her torso and came up almost to her knees. She used accessories in the form of a pair of earrings, a bracelet on her left wrist and matching pair of heels. She completed her looks with an eye liner, a red lipstick and nothing else.

Shay stood at the bar, glancing at the man she was being introduced to by James, "James, it is nice to meet you." Turning to James, she smiled, "You said he's your friend, you know him from before?" She inquired casually before answering their question while pushing her glass of wine away, "It's nothing but a glass of wine. I thought it would taste nice since it's expensive." She made an awkward face, smiling shortly afterwards, "And how come you aren't out there?" She wanted to ask about their plus one but she didn't want to be nosy.

 

[RicoFerdinand]

James had to think twice about all her questions. He was a bit tipsy and they were hard to answer to boot. Michael was away tending to other guests when Shay asked about their friendship. James got thoughtful. It was a very strange story how he knew Michael, it was both about the annual new years parties, as well as about sharing a woman, but far from in the way they had joked (half-joked? Flashed in his mind) about sharing Shay tonight. He never knew if it was the booze or something else, but for once, he decided to tell her the truth. He’d never done that before.

“Well” he started “You see” he dragged out “A few years back I was here, and I was here with my girlfriend. Or, I thought she were, exclusively.”

James cleared his throat, this was obviously uncomfortable. “And then, you see, I’m out dancing, and look over at her at the bar - this bar - and some bartender i groping all over her, and she is looking at me all embarrassed and blushing, like something is really wrong.”

He sips his glass and looks Shay in the eyes. “So I think he’s harassing her, or worse, you know, so I sprint over and pushes him back, up to the wall there” he points to the side of the bar by the kitchen door “and I pin him, fist raised, just begging him to say or do something so I can smash his face”.

“But you see, he doesn’t, he is just, ‘what-the-fuck! That’s my girlfriend!’ and that makes me stop dead. I mean, what? Is she his girlfriend?”

James shook his head and raised his shoulders, smiled at Shay. “And, I mean, what can I say, long story short, it was true. She’d been seeing us both -exclusively- for almost a year, him longer than me. For her, it was just bad luck, she had no idea Michael was working the party.”

“So we threw her out, had a talk man to man, and figured we were none to blame, and I quite liked the guy, so now, most times, I hang here at these parties. It’s pretty much the one night we get to hang out and talk.”

Michael had come by about halfway through the last part, hung back and listened. “Damn, have you told her about Michelle?” He looked at Shay grinning “That girl was one fucked up doll, good riddance”

Then he looked at James and continued “Anyway, my shift is up, I’m free to go, no need to hang at the bar anymore, what we’re you guys planning?”

James looked at Shay with a grin, not answering Michael “I guess I answered your other question; why I’m not out dancing. Last time I did, last thing I remember was turning to see my girlfriend with her other boyfriend. So right over there is not really fond memories.”

Michael looked at them both, back and forth, then continued “We could go somewhere, no need for me to be here, unless you guys need to do your business mingling song and dance?”

James kept his eyes on Shay. “I think Shay does. She should, at least. But being with me is a good proposition. I have more than a few words to say on who gets that new production assistance position. It’s permanent.”

Then he looked at Michael “Don’t you have the back stairway key? There is a lift there, and I have the code for the presidential suites. It is a penthouse, bar, fireplace, swimming pool and all”

Eyes back to shay “Do you want to see something beautiful?”

 

[jenwishuknew]

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With the bartender friend walking off to tend to other customers, Shay and James carried on their casual conversation. She eagerly looked at her boss after asking him a few questions. Little did she knew, the guy was actually trying to relate the story from that night to tonight’s, but with a few modifications. The booze only would bring out someone’s carnal desires. It wouldn’t plan a seed but only have it surface what’s there, pushed down all this time. And that’s what was happening right there and then.

The fact that James started to explain her of his story in details, she was getting too much information. She continued to sip on her drink as he cleared his throat and started telling his tale. By now, he had her interest piqued. She was curious to hear the rest of his story. Every time he sipped his drink, he paused and her heart raced faster, wanting to learn the rest of the story.

Nodding and speaking to let him know she was here, listening to him tell her his story. “And? Did you punch him in his face?” Shay asked eagerly, adding, “Wait, that bartender was Michael?” She was connecting dots well. She gasped, slamming her hand softly on the countertop, “What? Don’t tell me she was playing both of your guys? Gee! Good job! She was playing both of you guys?” Shay joked with him and shook her head no, “Sorry to hear that actually. But, it’s nice that it’s brought you two together. As friends.”

Shay turned her face to smile at Michael when he came back to where they were sitting, but he didn’t bother interrupting them. It was when James was done, Michael spoke, turning her head with a wide smile, “That was her name? Yeah, he just told me about your girlfriend. Or wait, was she your girlfriend?” Shay teased them both before adding, “What you guys did was absolutely right. Why do that and hurt people. Be with one, you or him.” She waved her palm towards them both, one after another.

Shay was looking forward to this party so she wasn’t really looking to leave just yet, even if she did leave with them. She shrugged her shoulders, wondering why Michael was saying ‘you guy’ when they really weren’t planning anything. Shay was a bit thrown off, though she had no idea of their intentions. Shay smiled and pouted her lips, “Aww! You poor guy. She left you a parting gift I see.” She said in regards to how dancing a bit far away and looking back to the bar would remind him of his ex, their Ex.

When Michael did suggest that they dance together, she didn’t really turn them down. Though, James’ next comment did surprise her a bit. She wondered if James had just suggested that she does something to suck up to him, for what? For a mere position? She did like the idea of it but she wasn’t that type of a girl, who’d jump into men’s lap when such opportunities and positions were offered. She kindly blushed and turned away, thinking about what James was saying. It sounded a bit crazy to sneak around in places where she didn’t belong. “Eh, I don’t think I want to get into some trouble. Sneaking around and all that, excuse me guys but you both are on your own. Besides, I might call it a night soon and head home in an hour or so.” Shay sipped on her drink and glanced at them both.

Having said that, she turned to look back at the dance floor, trying to think what James had said and what he meant by him having a say in who gets the new production assistance position. Tempted, yet she knew her limits.The boys...ahh, they weren't some boys but men, they's better UP their game if they actually want to bed a girl like Shay tonight. She wasn't playing hard to get, but this was her natural self, in self control and playing wisely most of the times.

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