1. Company Lottery


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Office Sex, Author: Country52466, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    I work at an office in the mail room. I'm so much more than the mail person; if someone has a problem, they call me. I help people get their car started or give them a ride home. If they need something opened or need office supplies but do not have time to get them, I’m the man for the job. You work as an executive in the office. No one would care if you showed up at work or not. You work alone and are very antisocial. You even tell me to drop off the mail and get out. Even after you treated me like shit, I still gave you a ride home when your car was in the shop. The chief executive officer comes to me with an idea to try a dating raffle. He wants me to find out the relationship status of the staff so I can then decide who can participate. I send an e-mail to everyone with the message that the CEO wants all single and available personnel to participate in a dating lottery. Several responses come in by the end of the day. I'm surprised your e-mail says I need to mind my own business. I take the bull by the horns. I pick up your mail and head to your office. I knock on your office and wait. I hear you say, "Come in." I don't give you a chance to tell me to leave before I say, “Look, the boss put me in charge of this dating lottery and wants every single man and woman to participate.” You gripe, “I don't want to, but if the boss says we have to, than I am single and available.” “I hope I get you, so I can fuck some sense and civility into you,” I bite back. "Get out, I will ...
    never fuck you," you scream. I go back to the mail room to go through the rest of the e-mails. I decide, I need some help. I know if I do not have help, some will say I rigged the results. Sue comes into the mail room. She is married and seven months pregnant. I have been doing all the mail deliveries for two months since the doctor told her to take it easy. I say, “Sue, would you be willing to help me? This dating raffle the boss wants to do is very time consuming.” “Sure as long as I’m not the prize, my husband will kill me, plus look at me,” she replies. I say, “You are not the prize. I just want someone who can keep quiet and vouch that I haven’t rigged the results.” I explain to her, "Since there are executives and hourly personnel involved, I want to keep the results as private as possible.There will be only three or four, that will know the results." "The winners of the raffles and dates will be notified by my e-mail. You, the dates, and I will be the only ones that know who will be going on the dates," I explain further. I sit down and write out an e-mail. It says: Dear Co-Workers There will be a dating raffle once a month. The men and women will alternate buying tickets for two dollars. The money will go to the winner to help pay for the date, so there will be no huge expense. The first raffle will be the men purchasing the tickets. The winning ticket will be drawn on the Thursday before the date. Then right after, his date will be drawn from a bowl of names. I will ...
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