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Office Mating
Office Mating
Office Mating
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Office Mating

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Harvey Marcus is finally selected to accompany his company's hot shot sales guy on a business trip. But when the sales guy gets deathly ill, who do they choose to take the trip with Harvey? Isadora, the smart and sexy technologist who seems to harbor two very different personalities.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherHarvey Marcus
Release dateApr 12, 2016
ISBN9781311206114
Office Mating
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Harvey Marcus

Harvey Marcus has a proclivity for ending up in sexual situations with family, friends and strangers. Although he enjoys the opportunities presented to him, he rarely goes after his female companions. Fortuitous situations just seem to happen. As he's learned, sex and humor are great partners. He never takes himself too seriously, and neither should you.

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    Office Mating - Harvey Marcus

    Office Mating

    By Harvey Marcus

    Copyright 2016 Harvey Marcus

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    The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further!

    This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The acts and characters contained within are figments of my imagination and have no basis in fact. I do not practice, advocate, condone or encourage acts portrayed here. The characters in the story are entirely fictional. You need to believe that all of the characters are over the age of eighteen.

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    Prologue

    You know the scenario - A man and a woman who work at the same company and don't care for each other get sent off on a business trip and something about the circumstances forces them into physical intimacy. Only, in my story, the wackiest thing happens. You see, the woman is - oh, yeah, I guess I should let you read it. So, go ahead. I won't hover.

    This story temporally falls after both DOTS AND DASHES OF COLOR and the Zenellis orgy in Wisconsin and SERVICE WITH A SMILE.

    Chapter One

    After I got promoted to Director and was allocated a private office, the company experienced a hiring tsunami. Included in the deluge of new employees was hired a dark haired young woman to support technical sales for our department. Her name was Isadora. Her consistent uniform was a starched white blouse and dark skirt, below the knee. She made it clear from her first day in the job that she was to be called Dora. Not Izzy. Definitely not Izzy.

    Except that, less than a week later, the crowd she hung with was Izzy-ing like crazy. I remained a Dora caller. In fact, she kept such a distance I could have been a Ms. Muniz caller instead. Since we were both doing technical work, I expected we'd talk more. Never happened. Maybe she thought I was unapproachable, or unfriendly or ugly. It was as if she could read my mind and found lascivious thoughts. No deeds to make me suspect. No overheard comments about her youthful face, button nose, or little body with perfect proportions, because I refrained from making any. No remarks about her teardrop breasts under her close fitting shirts because I kept those to myself. My father had lots of sayings. One was Keep your dick out of the inkwell. Or was it Keep your penis out of the typewriter? Maybe not memorable but directly applicable. No sex with co-workers. No problem with Dora. We weren't even friends.

    Dora worked for Don in support of sales. The wackiest duo in the company. Don was a wheeler-dealer. Always ready for a good time with clients. An expense account that would choke a horse. But management looked the other way because Don brought in the big deals. Deals that could take a faltering quarter and make it exceptional. Don was personable. No one ever disliked Don, which meant customers made repeat orders, which meant Don was successful. Self-fulfilling loop. And rumors said Don was a fun guy to hang with.

    Straight-laced Dora acted subdued and shy, the exact opposite. Dora did the background work while Don made the client visits, wining and dining. Wacky? Steak and sizzle. A match made in business heaven. Odd couples often work out, which is why I couldn't understand why Harriett and I were faltering. She and I were about as opposite as you can get, at least on a few major topics.

    My technical peers in other departments got to make business trips, or trips to conferences. Tashun always rejected my requests to attend workshops, even those endorsed by my boss, as wasted time and money. I was jealous of Don and others who'd often hop on a plane to some exotic location. I made a standing offer to my boss, to accompany any salesman on a customer visit, if it would help them close a deal. It would be good to get away from Harriett. We were always fighting about money, never having enough, and about

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