The Office Christmas Party by Karen Blayne

Oh by the way red tape first.

Be warned these short stories contain mature content or naughty bits and as such may corrupt you if you’re under 12, 16, 18, 21 or 25 depending where you live thus they are not suitable for you so put them back on the shelf and let them age for a year or two.

They were sort of scribbled for fun. ©2018

Luv Karen

Alyssa looked up at the mistletoe hanging above Christopher’s head, she shouldn’t really but it was too good to miss. She sidled up and kissed him firmly on the lips only to be tapped on the shoulder by her twin. “Naughty, go and find your own.” “He’s not engaged yet so he’s fair game.” “Lauren I think I’d better ask you to marry me.” “If you don’t want him, I’ll have him. I think he tastes nice.” “You’d better ask me then.” “So will you marry me?” “Of course she will she’s been planning the wedding for months now.” Lauren put her tongue out at her sister then smiled at Christopher “Well since I’d already had the wedding stationary printed with your name on it I suppose I’d better agree to marry you.”

Lauren reflected, life was always interesting with her twin sister Alyssa. At least she’d help nudge Christopher into finally popping the question even if he hadn’t brought a ring yet. She might take a look at a few secondhand shops to see if she could find something he might like to buy but first there was the office Christmas party minefield to navigate. Something festive to wear but not too suggestive in case it caught the eye of one of the senior managers. She spotted a dark green dress on the hanger on sale. Even so it was a little more than she’d hoped to spend. Spaghetti shoulder straps and it would cling to every curve. She tried it on and looked in the mirror. Yes, no, maybe? You couldn’t wear a bra under it but on the other hand one good thing about B cup breasts is you could get away without a bra sometimes and it did show her back off nicely. She put it back then went through the rest of the racks. A little black dress? No there would be too many others. Was there anything of Alyssa’s she could borrow? She went back to the dress once more. Christopher would adore seeing her in it at a special Christmas Party for two and you never know Alyssa might even borrow it to go to a party and meet the man of her dreams in any case she could always use it as a nightgown.

The shop assistant came up to her. “Mind if I adjust the price?” A 30% off sale price was attached. Suddenly it was within budget, she’d buy it before it got away. As she left the store she noticed Jasmine hand an envelope to one of the temporary staff and as she passed the girl opened it and Lauren caught sight of a wad of $100 bills within. She carried on walking and hoped she wouldn’t be noticed. Jasmine was one of the team leaders she tried to avoid.

Mary shuddered again as her husband of only a few months plunged into her yet again. She was definitely enjoying married life, somehow being in the relationship made her feel safe. “So my sweet are you going to dress up for me when you go all alone to your office Christmas party.” “You mean undress don’t you?” One glance at him showed he was recovering. “You’re thinking of sending your poor innocent wife off to an office party dressed in fancy underwear in the hope that she might get fondled.” His erection was hard now. “Go on deny it. I dare you.” She moved over him and squatted down taking advantage of his erection. “What would you like it to be? A slow dance with some manager’s cock pressed against me? His hands roaming over my backside? His eyes glued to my neckline. Fondling my breasts perhaps so the nipples were really hard.” My this was fun talking dirty and watching the effect on her husband. “And what pray would I be supposed to do if I got offered a ten thousand a year pay raise with conditions? Let him rut me just as you are now?” Lust on both their parts took over and Mary had the nicest orgasm she’d had to date.

“So are you going to do it?” Mary looked up at her husband as she went through her wardrobe looking for something to wear to the office party. “Are you serious?” “Go on you know you like flaunting your body.” “The full slutty underwear?” “The full slutty underwear.” Together they picked out what turned him on most, the very expensive Axami quarter-cup bra, a waspie semi-corset and string together with the almost matching stockings and belt. Mary just hoped they weren’t exposed by accident. He picked out a dress she wore round the house just for him. She’d never been beyond the front door in it. It certainly covered the essentials but in a way that gave revealing glimpses from time to time. She looked at herself in the mirror and felt a little apprehensive. Could she do this? She looked towards Kevin and took in his look of admiration. She’d better get out of the house before she just dragged him back to bed. He kissed her deeply as she picked up her keys. “I want to hear all about how my wife enjoyed herself this evening and I’m expecting to hear you’re getting a promotion shortly.” He patted her lightly on her bum as she left.

Lauren was just applying the final touches to her mascara when she noticed Jasmine again. This time two $100 bills were exchanged for a small bottle. Well if you had the contacts, the money and could buy expensive scent that way fair enough but it still seemed a little odd. She drifted into the party and carefully had a coke poured out of a can that was opened in front of her. Did she know that the area manager had decided to retire at the end of the month? It didn’t sound right so she sought out his admin assistant for the details. Apparently there was a video of him having sex with one of the temps so he’d taken an early retirement option. The boss man had come down to choose his replacement. “Which temp?” She was shown part of the video that showed the girl’s face. The same one as she’d seen Jasmine hand the envelope to. “It seems so unlike him.” “I think he was set up.” “I think so too.” “What will he do?” “He came into a small inheritance recently so he’s thinking of creating a start up. It’s a bit risky but we have the contacts.” “You going with him?” “I’m used to his ways and it’s certainly safer than the night of the long knives here.”

Tyler glanced round the party looking for prey. Mary, recently married wasn’t she so she’d know the basics. Mary felt venerable in her party dress and after chatting to a couple of co-workers Tyler sensing her vulnerability moved in and pulled her onto the dance floor. She wouldn’t dare make a fuss. Pretty little thing with swollen lips, he wondered whom she’d been kissing? Hubby perhaps but hubby wasn’t here tonight. He held her tight and let his hands move over her body. He sensed she didn’t want to be there but her treacherous body was responding as he forced his thigh between hers. Mary started to panic and caught Liz’s eye. “Guys to the rescue Tyler’s up to his tricks again.”

Lauren danced quietly in the corner with one of the other female analysts. They laughed together at the fact they were dancing and didn’t have to worry about being hit on. “What’s Jasmine up to?” Lauren turned her head to see Jasmine pouring the contents of the small bottle between three drinks with the same cocktail umbrella on a tray before stepping up to where Bill, Dylan and Justin were chatting. Three team leaders together. She liked Dylan, quiet and polite, Jasmine might be up to something and knowing her she probably was. Right she’d take Dylan out of danger. She threaded her way through the dancers and as Jasmine handed fresh drinks to Bill and Justin switched the two remaining umbrellas on the glasses on the tray round before dragging Dylan by his tie onto the dance floor with the words “You promised me a dance.”

He looked at her doubtfully and when she sensed he didn’t spend a lot of time dancing kissed him deeply whilst going into slow dance mode and pressed her body against him. “Now what’s the real reason?” “Other than I wanted to dance with you?” “Yes.” “Jasmine poured something into three drinks and you were about to get offered one. So I thought you might be safer with me on the dance floor.” “I wonder what she’s up to. Are you quite sure I’m safer with you?” “I got engaged yesterday so you’re safe. We can just smooch and slow dance here in the corner watching from afar. Thanks for the compliment.” Dylan looked puzzled until her fingers gently groped him. “I hadn’t realised it was so obvious.” “Better than empty words now another kiss I think, that way we won’t get disturbed.” “It’s a very nice dress you’re almost wearing. It feels as if...” he hesitated for the words and Lauren just kissed him deeply. Slowly his hands moved over her body, at first he limited himself to the dress but then they moved higher and caressed her back. Lauren gave a gentle purr. “Are you wearing anything at all under this dress?” “That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Daringly he moved his hand to her thigh and slid it up the skirt. “They feel a bit moist but they’re still there.” She ran her fingers over the tip of his rod “Looked at your slacks recently? They feel a bit moist but they’re still there.” He stepped away from her for a moment or two and glanced down at the damp patch just below his belt. She laughed at his expression “Paying two nonverbal compliments in one day. It must be some sort of record.” She moved back in against him just to see how far she could provoke him.

Jasmine looked their way from time to time as she encouraged the other two team leaders to finish their drinks. Dylan wasn’t sure how much more foreplay he could take but Lauren seemed to be lapping up the attention. There was a tap on Lauren’s shoulder as Jasmine came over to interrupt. “Go away. He’s mine tonight.” Lauren murmured and ran her hands up his back making Dylan shiver with delight. Jasmine shrugged, they were practically making love on the dance floor even if it was in a dark corner. Behind Bill and Justin seemed to be getting boisterous she’d better get back and egg them on if her plan was to work and let’s face it Dylan was too much of a wet blanket to be any serious competition anyway.

Victoria dived in her hand bag and came up with a half bottle of vodka. “It seems a shame to waste it on him.” “It’s in a good cause.” Three tins of coke were doctored to contain vodka with a splash of coke for colouring. Then the team moved into action. “Oh sorry Tyler.” They bumped into the dancing couple, and before Tyler could blink Mary had been whipped away and somehow she was slow dancing with Dylan now. “Sorry Lauren but we needed him to protect Mary from Tyler. “Merry Christmas Tyler!” He was handed a drink poured out from a tin of coke before his eyes. “Down the hatch!” Three other girls did the same and Tyler felt a bit unsteady on his feet. They guided him to a seat and sat him down. Moments later he collapsed sideways. Victoria pulled out her hand bag once more and this time sprinkled him from her half bottle of rum. Then they abandoned him and returned to the dance floor.

Mary felt safe in Dylan’s arms and she could feel him as she rubbed herself up against him. She pulled away from him and peeped down, had he spilt his drink or had he and Lauren been really naughty? She couldn’t have done anything with Tyler but Dylan? Kevin’s fantasy came back to her. She kissed Dylan on the lips. There that was forward of her and whispered quietly in his ear. “Kevin has a fantasy about a manager groping me. You could be terribly nice and run your hands over my body.” “Looks like Mary’s after a bit of fun tonight.” “Why not you’re only young once.” Liz and the others looked on and moved to screen Mary. “Run your hand up my skirt.” She struggled to make herself heard over the beat of the music. This was definitely not the worse idea Kevin had had. She glanced at Liz and Lauren who were dancing nearby. They could see everything well almost, the skirt of her dress covered exactly where his hand was. She moved her hand down to cover his and guided it to exactly where it would do most good. Oops, she’d forgotten the string didn’t really guard her entrance still it would be something to tell Kevin, a manager was fingering her on the dance floor. She felt a bit breathless as she realised what she was doing and where she was doing it. She felt a tiny orgasmic tingle as Dylan’s finger worked its magic. Victoria caught her eye and Mary blushed and tried to snuggle closer to Dylan where fewer people could see what she was up too. She couldn't believe how much it turned her on to know that someone was watching them.

Liz danced with Lauren, “Sorry to steal your partner like that but Tyler was misbehaving. It’s one thing to slow dance disgracefully with your partner if they were willing but Mary doesn’t like to put her point of view forward strongly enough and he was taking advantage. Mind you what I’d really like to know is how did you manage to get Dylan dancing? We’ve tried over the years and nothing and I mean nothing we did worked.” “Jasmine is up to her tricks and I wanted him safe.” “You know the one thing we’d all like is to have Dylan as our manager rather than Jasmine.”

With a few carefully chosen provoking comments from Jasmine Bill and Justin were soon throwing punches at each other and had to be restrained from further fighting. Jasmine herself was beginning to feel aggressive and overconfident. In the space of five minutes she managed to insult the Boss man’s wife, the Boss man, and a coloured security guard who tried to guide her away was racially abused. Finally Lauren led Dylan across to Jasmine and together with the security guard they managed to guide her away into spare office where she passed out. “I’d better take her home. Know where she lives?” The security guard asked. “Try her purse for a driving license.” The purse was opened and the small bottle spotted. “Please witness this.” The security guard pulled out a plastic evidence bag and very carefully rolled the bottle into it. “I think she was adding something to the guys’ drinks.” Mentioned Lauren.

Victoria thought she’d better take charge of a slightly befuddled Mary and get her home safely. She rang the doorbell and delivered her into Kevin’s arms. “You OK?” She nodded “But take me upstairs now and put it in me.” Kevin didn’t need to be told twice and carried her off upstairs. Victoria thought it must be nice to have someone care so much about you as she pulled the front door to as she left. “Now then what happened?” “I slow danced with two managers, the first was Tyler who was a bit aggressive and I didn’t enjoy it much but the second was I managed to escape and the second was Dylan, much nicer.” “Did you press yourself up against him?” “Just what sort of girl do you think I am? Well yes just a tiny bit.” “Did he get hard?” Mary giggled, “Very, and he had a damp patch just at the tip. So yes I think he enjoyed himself. He put his hand up my skirt and paused when he realised I was wearing stockings so I put my hand on his and moved it up to encourage him.” She took Kevin in hand and pulled him in between the two sides of her open string. “His finger slid inside me just where your prick is sliding in now. These open strings don’t offer any resistance do they.” “Oh God.” Mary smiled to herself Kevin was well away. “And he knew just where to rub his thumb over my clit to make me come almost as if he’d done it before.” “You came with his finger up you.” Kevin could hardly hold himself back. “This was all on the dance floor in front of my co-workers. Victoria gave me a very knowing look after my orgasm. In fact just knowing they were looking made me even hornier.” Kevin erupted

inside her and Mary basked in his attention. “That was what you wanted me to do wasn’t it?” She asked innocently. “Yes but to do it in front of the others and have him so aroused he had a damp patch on his trousers were things I hadn’t even thought of.” “So what should I do if he offers me a ten thousand a year rise with conditions such as dress code and having sex with him?” Kevin’s rapid recovery was everything she could wish for. “So you think I should have sex with my boss for a promotion?” Kevin couldn’t bring himself to say the words straight out but eventually Mary coaxed and teased him enough that he admitted that’s what he’d like her to do.

The next morning Lauren was summoned to the Boss man’s presence. “I need a new area manager so given three team leaders made such a spectacle of themselves last night and the board is demanding more female managers you have the job. I’ll leave you to clean up the mess but the girl who insulted my wife must be got rid of. The other two I leave up to you on how you deal with them but there must be no repeats. The old area manager’s executive assistant is taking early retirement so you’ll need a new one. Sort someone out quickly. We are due at the airport in twenty minutes so if you have questions save them for later.”

She asked an escorted Jasmine in first by Lauren’s side was a representative from Human Resources. “Would you like to resign? You don’t have to work your notice.” “And if I don’t?” “You have the option first and you get paid for the month’s notice and I’ll throw in a month’s pay as well.” The HR representative coughed. “I have advised your manager she has grounds for instant dismissal.” Jasmine looked daggers at her as she passed her a letter to sign then was escorted from the corner office by the security guard. “Why didn’t you fire her instant dismissal?” the HR representative asked. “It’s cheaper this way.” She looked puzzled “Your time, my time, undoubtedly lawyers time. She’s not worth it. Any requests for a reference will be met with she started on and left on and that is all my HR department will allow me to say.”

Bill and Justin stood before Lauren in the office. “My instructions are whatever happened last night must not happen again.” Bill started to explain. “Hush for a moment. My information is your drinks were spiked. If you promise not to drink spiked drinks again and feel you can work together I think there is no more to be said. So can you work together in spite of last night?” Justin hung his head “Jasmine? Since she was egging us on.” “A reasonable assumption I think.” Bill looked across at Justin “I think we can work together if you do?” Justin nodded. “Thank you gentlemen. It would be hard to replace so many team leaders at once.” “We have Tyler to deal with next.”

“I guess with all the team leaders and so on leaving I get to be promoted now.” “Tyler getting drunk and passing out at an office Christmas party is not a career enhancing move.” He looked at her blankly. “You mean I don’t get promoted to team leader?” “If you stay with the company, it is highly unlikely you’ll ever be promoted with that on your personnel file. If you’d like to pursue other opportunities outside the company I’ll offer you eight weeks pay if you resign and walk out the door today.” There was an intake of breath from the HR person. She passed him a pre filled letter of resignation that said he was resigning for personal reasons. He signed “I’ll pick up a better job by the end of the week see if I don’t.” The security officer escorted him from the building.

“Dylan next so I don’t need you anymore. Thank you for your presence.” She rang and asked Dylan to come and see her. “Jasmine has left and I wondered if you wouldn’t mind taking over her team. I’d thought about promoting Mrs. Garley to take over your team. She doesn’t have the management experience that you have and whilst she could cope with your very smoothly running team Jasmine’s team might find it more difficult to cope with the changes.” He didn’t look too pleased. “They’ll eat me for breakfast.” “True but although Mrs. Garley will make a good supervisor and knows the firm backwards I might have trouble in coaxing her to accept the promotion if it means taking on Jasmine’s team. I’ll give you a generous training budget.” “Bribe them you mean?” “A good manager deploys a variety of techniques to get the best out of their staff.” She answered blandly. The agreement came reluctantly.

Dylan looked over his staff. “Jasmine has left us and I’m her replacement.” Liz wrinkled her nose. “I suppose that means lots of new rules and changes.” “Shall we just keep to the old ones for the moment?” “If you say so.” The girls glanced at each other then stood and raised their skirts to expose blue stockings held up by garters. “Do you want out check our dress code every day?” Victoria asked innocently. “Dress code?” Dylan spluttered. “Tuesdays’ dress code is we all have to wear blue stockings to fit in with Jasmine’s outfit for the day.” “I think we can drop the dress code part.” “Just Tuesdays’ dress code or are we free to dress anyway we want to. Fridays are seamed black stockings. She said she just wanted us to feel more of a team by wearing the same things.” Dylan thought she was just on a power trip but the black seamed stockings were tempting. “You may wear whatever you’re comfortable in, for some that will mean jeans, for others something more formal.” Victoria stepped across and kissed him on the cheek. “We like you. I might even wear seamed stockings for you on Friday.” He blushed and closed his eyes “Class dismissed.”

He sat down with HR to discuss options about replacing staff. “For the ones from outside we’ll need to do a full competition.” “But what aren’t you saying?” “You have a senior whatever vacant. You could just reclassify someone to a senior level and downgrade that position to a junior level.” “Would it raise eyebrows?” “Not really now we’ve shuffled a few bodies around to even up the teams you only have one junior in the section and you could restrict the competition to the section so either way they get the senior job. The nice bit is you don’t have to run a competition so it saves both time and work on both our parts and we are a bit busy at the moment. We just need Lauren’s signature and it’s done.”

He slipped into Mary’s cubical. “I’ve regraded your position.” “I quite like this office.” “No you’re now a senior so same office and work more or less I’m afraid, just a few dollars more.” Mary had a quick think. “But I thought you had to apply for a senior’s post?” “Normally you do but I had one vacant so I can switch position numbers. Your’s became the senior and I’ll recruit a new junior.” “Doesn’t the senior pay rank start at least a thousand a month more than my old level?” He nodded. He could sense there was something wrong. “Why?” “Kevin my husband.” In the next cubical Victoria perked up and moved closer to the partition. “How does he affect anything?” “He earns nearly a thousand a month more than I do.” “So?” “If I earn more than he does he’ll go quiet and sulk on me.” Victoria nodded silently in sympathy. “I could cancel it?” “I’m not sure it would work because he’s sensitive to my moods and would know something was wrong and I’d have to tell him I’d turned it down which is different too not applying.” She bit her bottom lip, “Anything I can do to help?” “There is just one thing that would make it acceptable to him, if you don’t mind.” “I’m happy to be of assistance.” “Close your eyes then.” Dylan mystified closed his eyes. Victoria sneaked to take a peep through the opening. There she found Mary on her knees in front of Dylan undoing his zip then taking his rod in her hand. Victoria quickly pulled the wheeled tripod with the camera they used for training purposes from the conference room next door and aimed it into the office. “I’m not sure this is a good idea.” “You said anything.” Mary’s head dropped down and her lips started to work her magic on Dylan’s rod. Soon it was hard and Mary stood and quickly tugging off her knickers she bent over the desk. “Put it in me.” “That’s too much.” Victoria chimed in “Dylan you’re toast anyway if she complains since it’s on the memory card so why not do as the lady asks?” Dylan stood and Victoria guided him in between Mary’s legs. Liz sneaked in behind and took over the job of camera person from Victoria. Twice was enough to tell Kevin she’d been penetrated by her boss. She turned and took him in her mouth once more. Dylan raised his head and Victoria guessed he was about to come. “Let him come over your face.” She commanded. Mary hesitated and moved her head back just as Dylan spurted over her face. Liz grinned at the look on Mary’s face. Anyone would think this was the first time she’d been facialed.

Dylan looked up at the camera lense. “Are we shooting some type of porn movie?” “Well Mary will want to show Kevin what she’s been up to and speaking of Mary two thrusts and a face full of sperm isn’t the way to satisfy her. Give her a proper kiss then get down between her thighs and finish her off properly.” Victoria motioned Liz and Beth in and whilst Dylan’s tongue worked its magic Liz and Beth each bared one of Mary’s breasts and suckled them. Victoria gave Mary long deep kisses slipping her tongue in to Mary’s mouth as the others stimulated her body. Eventually Mary gave a shudder and went limp. “Well done team.” Victoria exclaimed and turned the camera off extracting the memory card at the same time.

Dylan stood up slowly. “So what happens next?” “Oh simple we blackmail you for training courses and to stay our boss for the next three years.” “Is that all?” Liz fluttered her false eyelashes at him. “Well we’d like to think that you treat all your staff equally.” “Mary what exactly did we do there and why?” “Kevin talked me into dressing sexually for the Christmas party. When I told him, you’d put your finger up me on the dance floor I think I hit all his hot buttons at once. He was insatiable. It was really nice. Then afterwards we talked and he mentioned his fantasy would be to have me seduce my boss for a promotion and be given an indecent dress code for the office. Well he didn’t know that you have to apply for a promotion here and it’s done with a competition and I didn’t tell him.” “There isn’t a dress code for the office.” “Yes but you could delegate the task of setting Mary’s to me and we could have fun shopping together. No one ever visits our section so she could get changed in your office into office slut wear twice a week. It would keep Kevin content.” Mary turned pink again. “I suppose I’d better give you a blow job from time to time and the other thing as well to keep him happy.” “I think it should keep Dylan happy as well.”

“Kevin, I did as you suggested and seduced my boss. He’s given me a promotion worth at least a thousand a month and I am to have a special dress code to wear just for him in the office.” “Really?” She passed him a memory stick. “Victoria videoed it all and we’re blackmailing him to get training courses.” Kevin plugged the memory stick into his laptop and there was his wife giving her boss a blow job. Mary smiled as he scooped her upstairs even before supper. She wondered what his reaction would be when he saw her with Dylan lapping her out and two girls slurping her breasts still one step at a time for the moment.

Dylan looked up to see Victoria and Mary. “The terrible twins what can I do for you?” “I thought you might like to see Mary’s office wear on Thursdays when we think it best that she works in your office.” “It looks respectable enough to me.” “Turn round Mary.” You could almost feel the gloat in her voice. Mary turned round and Dylan could see the top was just held on by two very thin straps across the back. The skirt that had looked quite a respectable mid thigh length at the front was merely a belt at the back. “It doesn’t leave much to the imagination does it?” “I can’t imagine how it all stays on. I hope the price was 50% off.” Victoria laughed. “I wasn’t sure which underwear you prefer so she has a few different sets to parade for your pleasure.” “I think the sheer ones she’s wearing at the moment shows off her bum nicely.” “And the top? I thought a simple silk top so if you stand behind her you can grope her breasts and harden her nipples up.” “Turn and face me Mary.” Mary turned her face flushed and her nipples firm. “I think they’re hard enough at the moment.” Mary boldly walked across to him and ran her fingers over his crotch. “My thoughts exactly.”

Things were settling down so Dylan took a week off. “At least I don’t have to give him a blow job this week.” “Remember it’s a self managing team this week?” “So?” “We’re all managers so strip off and you’re going to eat us all out.” “And I get to eat you out instead of Dylan.” Mentioned Beth. Liz went and got the camera again to record it all for Kevin’s benefit. Mary was laid back on the exercise mat on the carpet and Beth buried her head between her thighs as Victoria lowered herself over Mary’s open mouth.

Mary dropped the USB stick in Kevin’s lap. “I thought Dylan was on vacation this week?” “He is. We’re supposed to be a self managing team so every team member counts as manager and they decided they wanted to be treated equally.” “You mean?” “I had to eat five girls out and they ate me out. I’d never done it before but Beth has offered to give me one on one lessons to improve my skills.” Kevin turned to pick her up and carry her off to bed. “After supper I need to recover now. Beth just happened to have some toys with her and introduced me to them.”

“Thank you for dropping by Dylan. There’s a three-week middle management training course you might be interested in.” “Sounds perfect.” She thought she might just tease him a little. “I hear Mary is very satisfied with your silver tongue so on your knees before I sign off on your training form and let’s see just how good you are.” The looked on his face was priceless.