Have had some very good Christmas parties.. most ended in disappointment.. I shall recite a few that stand out.. Left uni. Ended up working for Norwich union. The place was a simmering pot of sex.. literally 200 people all trying to shag each other. The one Christmas do at a big hotel in brum.. I ended up sat with the big boss of the area. Plus two other birds sat either side of me.. one fit, the other not so... During the main course they both unzip me under the table start jacking off the old chap.. after dinner they tell me they are going to **** me. I gave them my room number went to the room then passed out. They even got security to try and wake me. Nothing. Gutted. Another; in brum. Pulled my assistant. She was hot. I'd invited a mate from a client. We ended up ordering loads of Ching. Got her back to my room plus her mate.. who turned up.. the Ching was speed and my cock shrivelled and didn't perform. I do hate myself.
The first firm I worked for used to have to have this fit bird who didn’t seem to do any work, she just sat talking to one of the female switchboard operators. One day I asked one of the Partners what her job was, and he replied “to be ****ed by the Partners”. This was the 80’s and all the office girls were picked gor their good looks and ****ability - hardly any of them could type.
Got mine tonight, wish me luck. Hopefully I don't **** anyone. Or **** anyone over. our's are pretty decent as it goes as my boss loves splashing the cash - £48 per head for the meal and a free bar until 1am. Costs her a fortune, happy days.
You know me too well Wrong way round though... Chat up a Moose by 9pm and get into some war stories at 11pm. There's one I need to stay the **** away from. Last year was nearly a ****ing disaster.
Next Thursday is mine. I wouldn't do any of the girls on my team regardless of how much I've had. I'll have the meal and a few beers and go home before I start being a dick.
Our business one was last week, there is one woman I would do. She's lush but she knows it, as she would being a stunning construction QS. The rest I wouldn't dream of, thankfully as it means I won't do anything daft. Next Thursday is the site team do, which is an evening and night on the piss where anything goes. Out of sight, literally 150 miles away from home. Not that I intend to but at least if I end up in a bush, metaphorically and literally speaking, I won't get seen.
I'm considering not going to mine, not really interested. They're an OK bunch but if rather spend my money elsewhere.
Have a foot in a few different departments so have had 5 parties in the last 2 weeks, but work for a charity so other than one, they have all been self-funding! Generally a good laugh but most people slope off pretty early so gets boring fast and never seems much action - which is a shame as there are a lot of hot women there!
The bouncers at this establishment didn't like me and I didn't like them. They attacked me. I (**** knows how) didn't attack back.... police want me to make a statement.
