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Xmas Drinks

By Victor Ramierez

John was a happy man, Christmas was coming and it was time for the office Christmas night out. Everyone from the department was here, and it meant that the long hard year they had had, was almost over. John took the beer the bartender handed him, and turned to head back to the table.

John had been in this department for ten years now, and got along with pretty much everyone. Everyone expect Lilly that is. John was a forty-year-old man, and she still treated him as though he was some sort of trainee, and she always knew best. John had been working in the telephone sales and support area a little bit longer than Lilly and had more qualifications, however over time she had used office politics to gain a more senior position and had eventually become John’s direct supervisor. Her title didn’t really mean much as they were a pretty small group, only 20 or so staff, but that didn’t stop her from getting paid as a supervisor with only 2 people under her.

John didn’t let this bother him as much as it once might have, he had mellowed with age, and preferred to just stay out of her way and get through work, one day at a time. John was hoping he wouldn’t have to speak to her too much tonight, as he saw her head into the ladies room, allowing him a Lilly-free journey back to the table. They had had a few run ins over the last few months, she was really trying to be little miss superiority and for some reason was really riding John’s every move, almost as though she was waiting for him to make a mistake. Yesterday he had made a minor mistake which if it had been left alone he would have been able to resolve it with the customer, however Lilly had found it and gone straight up to their manager, acting as though it was the end of the world. John had decided over the years that she really did these things to make herself appear even better at her job, she gave little thought to the other people she was throwing to the wolves behind her. John wasn’t a vengeful man however, he just wanted to avoid her for the evening.

Quickly he sat down near Jennifer, one of his best friends in the group. She was a twenty something woman, a bigger lady with a fantastically sarcastic sense of humour which John loved, and a big heart. She enjoyed baiting him, and loved to rub his nose in the fact Lilly was his boss, in a good-natured way of course.

“You missed her,” she said with an evil twinkle in her eyes as she brushed her long dark hair away from her rosy cheeks.

“Bitch,” chuckled John as he eased back in the chair and took a swig of his beer.

John was currently single, having split up with his girlfriend a while ago. He had dressed up nicely, his greying brown hair was still thick and neatly brushed. John was a little bit on the portly side, but nothing too bad, and with his boyish charm was a popular guy with most people he met. He was hoping that he’d meet someone tonight, if only for a casual fuck, so he was prepped and ready for action, wearing his best cologne and everything.

Jennifer saw him surveying the room, and had a quick look around herself too. Jen was also single, but she saw John as a sort of big brother so he was not in her sights at all, even though she knew he was a great guy, and she’d even heard he was pretty good in bed too.

“Looking for the next potential chick to reject you?”

“Yep, she’s sitting over there talking to the next bastard you’re going to take home so he can use you for your money for a few months.”

Jen gave him a grin and held up her drink to him. John clinked his glass against hers.

“Cheers,” she said and took a swig of her cocktail.

“…and then I told them if you do that, you’ll solve all the problems you’ve been having for the last few months,” Lilly said, loudly. She looked around the table at her perceived audience. Some of them were trying to ignore her stories while others were nodding politely. John and Jennifer just shook their heads and laughed between themselves. John was used to her grandstanding and trying to take credit for everything. This was normally followed up with the stories of her triumph. Lilly had had a few vodka drinks this evening, and was now recounting some of her best stories, most of which she had very little actual involvement in.

She was a smallish woman, with a petite figure. Her blonde hair was cut short to her head, and was peppered with grey hair as her forty something years were catching up with her. She was enjoying the evening, and actually thought that people were interested in hearing what she had to say.

“Then last week I got a phone call…”

John got up and walked back to the bar for another drink.

Dinner had come and gone, and everyone was having a good time. The dance floor had started up and John had even managed to persuade Jennifer to get up and shake her booty for a few songs.

Some of their colleagues had left, however Lilly was not one of them. John could see her still seated at the table, talking and enjoying herself.

John looked around the room again and shook his head in disappointment. John could see that there were really no potential candidates for a casual one night fling, or anything else, not even a quickie in the men’s room. So he was going to go home pissed off that he’d been screwed over at work, and pissed off that he hadn’t been screwed after dinner. Lilly laughed loudly at one of her own jokes, and then John overheard her telling someone’s boyfriend, someone who didn’t even work with them, how John had screwed up and she’d managed to fix it all anyway.

John ground his teeth and tried to stay calm, when in reality he really wanted to go and ram the wine glass down her windpipe. He took another swig of his beer and then an idea flashed across his mind, and after toying with it for a second he decided to go with it. Lilly was going to be useful for something, for the first time in her miserable life.

John watched her for a moment as she drank down the last of another vodka drink, and got up to head for the bar. John excused himself to go and get another drink, and quickly headed for the bar.

Intercepting Lilly along the way, he walked with her to wait to be served.

“So how are you enjoying it?” he asked her.

“’S Good, we’re having a great time, you?”

“Yeah, fine.”

They waited in silence for a moment while the barman was serving another customer and then came up to them.

John ordered his drink and paid attention to what she ordered, and then walked back to the table with her.

Another hour had passed and John had sat and talked with Lilly and her other victims, which was more like being talked at, rather than with, but he hoped it would be worth the pain. He saw Jennifer out of the corner of his eye and she seemed to be doing ok on the dance floor with some guy.

After a while Jennifer came back to the table to collect her things.

“I’m off John,” she whispered as she grabbed her bag.

“The next failed relationship?” he asked.

“I can only hope,” she grinned. “What’s with you being best friends with the human talkfest over there?” pointing at Lilly.

“Oh I’m just making a bit of an effort. They’ll all go home soon and I’m sure I’ll still have enough time to be rejected by three or four quality women before I go home.”

“Ok, see you later then,” she laughed as she walked out and waved to the others.

Lilly could tell she was getting a bit drunk, but she was having a great time. Everyone was being really nice to her, even John. She had always disliked him a bit, she couldn’t say why, and she thought he could sense it, but she really didn’t care what he thought. Tonight he seemed to be going out of his way to be nice to her, he had even been getting drinks for her so she didn’t have to keep walking over to the bar. She decided that she really would have to change her opinion of him. She smiled at him as he handed her another drink, and he sat back down. She turned and looked back towards her captive audience.

“Now where was I…”

John smiled and switched off his mind, his plan was working and the double and now triple vodka drinks he was giving Lilly seemed to be working. He knew that she could drink a bit, and apparently had been a bit of a wild girl in her earlier days, but he was keeping the drinks coming hard and fast so she was succumbing to their effects. Just a little bit more and the next part of his plan could swing into action. In the meantime, John had stopped drinking anything other than water and was now almost totally sober.

John watched as another of the last remaining couples left, leaving him alone with Lilly for a moment, while the others were at the bar.

“How are you getting home?” he asked her.

“I jus’ live up th’ street,” she slurred. “I was gonna walk.”

“Oh, ok. Well I can give you a lift if you need it.”

“Thanks, you’re sweet.”

“Oh look, your drink’s empty. I’ll just get you another.”

At last everyone had gone and Lilly was finishing up her drink at his behest. She could barely hold the glass, and John decided it was time to head home.

“I think it’s time we got you home.”

She nodded incoherently, and tried to stand. John caught her and helped her to her feet, grabbing her coat and handbag off the chair. He put the cream coloured coat around her shoulders to cover her arms, which were exposed in the sleeveless floral dress she was wearing. He then put his arm around her to steady her and directed her out of the bar and into the street. She half walked and was half carried to John’s car parked down the block, and he slid her into the front passenger seat.

“Thans very much,” she managed to utter.

“That’s fine Lilly,” he said as he climbed behind the wheel and turned the ignition.

Lilly managed to tell him her address and he started driving towards her house. He went down several side streets, making the trip as long as possible, and in her inebriated state she didn’t notice the detours at all. A few minutes and a couple of side streets later, she passed out. John realised she was out as he was pulling back into her street to go past her house and she started to sort of snore lightly. He drove past her house and could see that the front porch light was on, and some of the light shone into the vacant lot next door. He decided it was time to finish off the evening and head home, so he pulled into the vacant lot and shut the car off.

Lilly didn’t stir, so he called her name and shook her shoulder. She still didn’t react, so John quickly got out of the car and came around to her side. He pulled her out of the car, and hauled her up onto his shoulder while he closed the door. He carried her onto the vacant lot far enough in that they shouldn’t been seen, especially at this time of the evening.

Laying her down on her back on the ground he shook her again, and gave her a couple of little slaps on the face, to which she didn’t react.

John smiled and reached down to cup her small a-cup sized tits through the fabric of her dress. He could feel her nipples pressing through the dress, as she wasn’t wearing a bra. After groping her tits for a minute or two he reached down and undid the buttons allowing him to spread open the fabric of the top of her dress and expose her little tits to the cool night air. John was a tit man, and even though she didn’t have nice big bouncy ones, he still wanted to have a taste of them. He bent his head down and sucked one of her reddish nipples into his mouth. The he ran his tongue over it, and grazed it around his teeth. Slowly he felt the blood flowing into it, making it nice and erect. Then he moved to the other one and gave it the same treatment. She moaned slightly, causing him to stop dead in the fear she may wake up and catch him, but she continued sleeping and after a moment he continued with his work.

He cupped her little tits and pressed his palm over them, enjoying the feeling of her erect nipples pressing into the warm flesh of his hands.

Realising he needed to get a move on, he moved down and grabbed the hem of her dress. He pulled it up to her waist, to expose her naked legs and white lacy panties. John grabbed the elastic waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down, wriggling her around a bit to get them off her arse, and then he slid them down over her thighs, her knees, and then over her sandals and into his pocket.

In the half-light from her porch he could make out her thick patch of dark pubic hair, neatly trimmed, but still bushy. He moved his hand forward and let it rest on her naked belly. She didn’t react so he moved his hand down to the top of her pubic area, and lightly rustled the pubic hair. She didn’t do anything so John decided to continue. He moved his hand down to cover her lips and then cupped her pussy in his hand. He could feel the warmth of her sex, and perhaps a slight bit of moisture too. She breathed in a little more deeply, but made no other movements.

John licked his fingertips and then slowly and lightly ran them up and down her pussylips, working his way up towards her clit without touching it.

As she didn’t react to this, he used both hands to reach down and spread her lips open, revealing the healthy pinkness inside. He moved his head down to breathe in her aroma, and then snaked his tongue out to run up and down her tasty lips. He even gave her clit a little tongue massage and she moaned almost in appreciation.

After a few moments of oral attention, John started rubbing her lips up and down, then made some nice slow circular movements around her clit. She moaned again, and even moved her legs a bit further apart.

John could see that her unconscious mind was enjoying this, and her pussy was starting to get nice and wet. He had no time to lose so he quickly pulled a condom out of his wallet and then unzipped his now erect cock and pulled it out into the cool night air.

He rolled the condom down his eager prick, and then moved forwards into position between her legs. He grabbed her knees and spread her legs apart as far as he could, putting her pussy on lewd display for his ravenous eyes to devour. He pressed the tip of his cock against her lips and ran it up and down, to moisten his cockhead. With one slow deliberate movement he then pressed forwards and slid the length of his cock into her. She moaned happily, as did he, and then she was quiet again.

John loved the feeling of having his cock inside her, and he loved the idea of fucking this bitch even more. She had made his life hell on so many occasions; the least she could do is give up some pussy this one time.

He drew his cock back out of its moist scabbard and then drove it back in again. She moaned slightly as he settled into his rhythm and began to plough the ripe pussy beneath him. He watched her face as now and again she reacted to her sleepy feelings as John’s hard cock was royally fucking her pussy.

John was excited, not just by the fucking, but also by the illicit thrill of knowing he was having her with or without her knowledge or permission. She was his little fuck toy, which was just how it should be, and all she was really good for as far as he was concerned.

As he was pounding away he heard the front door to Lilly’s house click open and some quiet footsteps on the front veranda.

Hidden in the darkness, John watched as Lilly’s husband looked up and down the street, and then at his watch.

“Where the hell is she?” he muttered.

He took another look and then went back inside.

John loved it, he was fucking her only metres away from her hubby who was waiting up for his drunken little bitch to come home.

John wasn’t going to last much longer and started thrusting harder into her, feeling her muscles reacting as he did so. He decided he’d better finish up before she came around and caught him. So with a quick few strokes he drove his cock into her and then with a shudder sprayed his hot cum into his condom.

After a moment, he grinned and then pulled himself out and sat up on his knees. He slid the condom off and dropped it on the ground, and then he put his cock back into his pants and zipped himself up.

Moving his car further down the street he then walked quickly back to where he had left Lilly with her legs parted displaying her abused pussy to anyone who might walk onto the block. He helped her back up and brushed all the grass down off her. He decided to keep her panties as a souvenir, and tucked them down further into his pocket.

Having retrieved it from the ground, he dropped the condom in the garbage bin and then he walked her around to her front door and quietly propped her up against the door as though she had walked there herself. He rang the bell and quickly disappeared into the shadows next door. He watched as her husband opened the door, as she was about to fall, and then helped her inside. He could watch through the windows along the side of the house as her black haired husband carried her back to the bedroom at the rear of the house. They obviously didn’t think anyone could see into their house as they had left a lot of the blinds open facing the vacant lot. So John could see as her husband rolled her onto the bed and started to remove her clothing for bed. He got the coat and dress off, to reveal her naked body underneath. He could see the husband was surprised, and then as his erection became obvious he could see what else was on the husband’s mind.

He took off his glasses and then dropped his boxer shorts to reveal his cock sticking out from under his middle-aged potbelly. He moved between her legs and without any ceremony he mounted her and began to pound away.

John turned and walked back to his car, running his experiences over in his mind.

It had been a great night, it made him realise that he really needed to spend a lot more time with his workmates on a social basis.

More dinners were definitely the order of the day, perhaps he could convince them to have another round of Christmas drinks next week too, after all Lilly’s arsehole still needed a good fucking too.

Copyright 2008 Victor Ramierez

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