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Therefore, conclusively speaking, the very gospel reason everybody looked forward to the trip was not because we wished to get better on our jobs or any nonsense like that. No. Rather, because we can’t wait to continue were we stopped last year! Personally, I did meet and chat with one of the guys from our Onitsha branch. He told me his name was Anthony and he was one heck of a powerfully built 6-footer! For the several hours we talked, I endlessly kept checking out his rather bulgy fly and gawd!, he looked real big down there!
I also noticed his eyes wouldn’t leave my burst-line for a second and that gave me immense joy! It was unfortunate anyway, that I eventually lost contact with him after we had left for our respective branches. But I assume the lovely time I had with him, was same for many of our staff that had gone with us back then as I observed the connection that was undeniably in the air. We all had great fun and would feel so bad if we missed it this time around. It also didn’t help when the Head Office finally released the activities for this year’s edition! Simply reading through the items got my juices running as I imagined the sensual side to all of them! The symposium was going to last across four days. The arrival was going to be on a Tuesday while actual activities will begin on Wednesday. Friday was scheduled for the much-anticipated Games Hour while the closing dinner would hold on Saturday night against a Sunday departure! We were also expected to use the Saturday morning and afternoon for personal routines like shopping, visiting the salon and every other thing we may have failed to do during the weekdays. In fact, it was also norm to use those early hours to get in the mood for the much-heralded dinner – paying a lot of attention to your hair, choice of make-up and of course dinner dress! In addition to the usual activities, there were also new introductions, especially with the games. Just like the previous year, we were going to work as groups but the choice of games were different from the ones we had always known. It was while participating in the usual ones that I had met Anthony a year ago. And before we would get through it together, we had embraced and fondled each other countless times!
Also making the list were seminars and presentations from selected staff members from various branches. I already assumed the only guy from Port Harcourt would unfailingly be speaking as usual. He wasn’t the most senior from the branch as a lady was the Branch Head there but he was always asked to do so. While that spoke a lot about the frailties of the supposed Head at our PH branch, the dude was admittedly intelligent and has never failed to deliver sound presentations! We were basically in for a beautiful rendezvous this time around!
The 8-man crew list was the next thing to be announced as well as the selected venue for the summit! The venue was going to be a popular 2-star hotel in Abuja! And contrary to all expectations, I made the list! In fact, my name – Ms. Daniela Chucks, was number 5(!) as always and Binta’s only came at a distant 8! It was unbelievable and I just couldn’t contain my joy! It was as though the Head and his allies couldn’t just find a way of justifying my exclusion because at the end of the day, one of the senior male staff unfortunately got the boot. We were going to be 4 men and 4 ladies with myself, the secretary, the Head of Operations (Mrs. Kudirat) and a senior member of staff (Ms. Bunmi) forming the ladies end. The men remained relatively unchanged with just the exclusion of the other senior staff being the only difference. So we now had our Branch head – Mr. Osondu, his vice – Mr Kolawole, our Head of Operations – Dr. Sani and the BH’s aide – Mark, forming the men’s wing. It seemed fair to all as the requirement didn’t exactly exclude the main secretary. Binta also seemed to cherish the opportunity given how mellow she suddenly became after the list was announced. It began looking like she was almost dropped despite all her exertions and crack at the top. Her Kittycat and Bosom proved to be almost insufficient in securing her an untouchable place on the list after all! However, what I also felt was another explanation to her situation was the general feeling within the office. Given she was only new to the firm, I assume the bosses on top must have had double-minds about including her. They definitely knew what the last Retreat was like so should tell what the coming one could turn out to be. Even though she was supposedly an available S£x-machine to all of them, they may have been uncertain about how she was going to accept the rather unprofessional culture that would definitely surround the coming business meeting.
Anyways, that wasn’t mine to bother about anymore. I was finally on the list and it gave me enormous delight! The endless enquiries from staff had ended too even though I always wondered why they ever bothered to ask since about the same group of people made the list virtually every year. My sympathies were only with Mr. Afolabi, who had to be dropped in order to retain me on the list. Even though I began thinking it probably wasn’t appropriate to have him attend at all since he only just got married about a week before. He was certainly better off cuddling his newly married wife – Tope. Anyways, that wasn’t the case for my single self. I soon began making my plans for the jaunt and scheduled my shopping for the following Saturday. Words cannot literally explain the kinds of cloths I hand-picked for my trip, because I practically broke the world of morality and decency!
We were all in Abuja at exactly Tuesday afternoon as earlier scheduled by management! We had first gathered at the office from where the staff-bus moved us to the airport, culminating in a straight flight to Abuja. As always, there was an official shuttle waiting to drive us to the location which I later realized was a bit of a distance from the airport. It was a beautiful location all the same with the lodges positioned over an amazing landscape of trees, green fields and distant hills! By the time we would settle into our rooms for the evening, we didn’t remember we had made such a relatively long trip. But that wasn’t until we had fully registered with the organizing staff and coordinated the presentation our branch was required to make the following day. The ladies in charge of the registration were part of the 10 staff members from our Head Office and I quickly recognized them since they have always formed the crew from Abuja. I even knew their names despite disliking them with a distinct passion! And it wasn’t long before I further noticed that unlike the previous year when they had 4 men in their midst, 8 out of the 10 on the current crew were all ladies; leaving just the CEO and his Vice as the only men. How snooty can these ladies be, moreover! They were beautiful and classy quite alright.
They were beautiful and classy quite alright
But their supposed involvement with the Head Office was certainly getting into their heads and the arrogance that followed them everywhere they went was just appalling. Moreover, they always looked like the corporate prostitutes I always presumed they were – dressing to kill even when it didn’t matter.
…they always looked like the corporate prostitutes I always presumed they were – dressing to kill even when it didn’t matter.
That afternoon, 6 of the less-busy 8 kept wandering from one end to another in supposed calls for attention. There admittedly big booties never stopped wriggling their sheer skimpy gowns and mini-skirts into submission as they swayed from side to side! They did turn a couple of heads anyways; especially that of the bosses. It was easy to see why talks that they take turns to Fork the CEO and his Vice was likely true!
Anyways, I continued observing other staff from other branches as they arrived even after my own branch had fully registered, dropped our bags in our assigned rooms and returned to have a brief chat. We picked a corner of the spacious well-landscaped quadrangle were the registration was equally going on, and after getting ourselves some softs and snacks, found a concrete platform to sit on. We soon began talking about our plans as a branch for the event. As expected, Binta was already looking to Lord the talk, appearing more like the number two to the boss than just an office secretary.
Strangely, her antics never seemed to bother me at all as I was curiously occupied with a sudden search for Anthony – the dude from Onitsha! I couldn’t still tell if his branch had arrived since I was yet to see any of them. They have always been just 8 men, leaving me to wonder many at times if there were no women at all in their branch! How I sometimes wished I worked with them as I could envisage endless fun all day! However, it was already becoming disturbing as I still found no trace of them despite what hour of day it was. I had just seen the Port Harcourt crew arrive with their ever gorgeous boss leading the way. Her choice of a trouser-suit was perfect even though the trouser appeared a bit too tight on her bum, thus giving off a candid display of panty-line as she approached the registration table!
…thus giving off a candid display of panty-line as she approached the registration table!
They were another branch that always lacked balance in the selection of their attending crew. They had come with 7 ladies and just a guy who I already knew would be delivering their branch’s presentation. Predictably, the ladies were more or less dressed like their boss. They looked very smart but with a tint of raw-sexiness to them. One of them even had the slit on her skirt running as far as into the middle of her Buttocks!
I quite as well knew she was a glorious sight for the guys as she severally bent to zip and unzip her luggage during registration! Ultimately, no one was a match for the Abuja chics in seduction! Their outfits were more or less an open invitation to their admittedly tempting bodies and even where they made little effort to have a piece of fabric covering some flesh, they dealt the boys a reverse blow by allowing either their panty-line or poking Tips to brazenly outline themselves across the material! They were just a handful to say the least!
When the shuttle carrying the Onitsha crew eventually drove in, I was likely the first to notice and predictably, my heart skipped! I had been more concerned about them more than the supposed chat going on within my branch. I was suddenly very excited as I watched the bus pull over for them to come off. While I felt a bit scared that Anthony may likely not be in the bus, I still couldn’t contain my nerves and even felt my Kittycat moisten that instant! It was just unbelievable how a mere expectation was already turning me on! Fortunately, he was part of them! And wasn’t changed at all! He was still his usual hefty self and his ‘stone-cold’ bald glistened in the relapsing sun as he stepped down from the bus. I just melted on seeing him in full and almost turned fully away from my colleagues as I watched him walk aside his mates towards the registration stand. They were all in black suits and how it looked smart on them! I guess his mind was probably set on me too because I noticed how he frequently seemed to check around. He would flash a glance here and there as though he was keen to find something if not someone! Unfortunately, he kept missing my spot and how that enraged me! I was almost feeling like yelling for him to know I was just a few distances from him! Thankfully, I didn’t have to do that, because he soon caught my figure eventually and as soon as his eyes met mine, he dashed out a charming smile! I smiled back, lifting an arm and waving briskly.
“Hi…” I managed to say as well guessing he would barely hear me because of the relative gap between us.
He raised a hand too in response and had this smirk in his lips that seemed to ask why I wasn’t coming for a hug or something. I managed to figure out quite well so quickly pointed to my colleagues just then. He smiled once again, waving his head.
“Later…” he finally feigned a whisper, bringing his left hand beside his mouth as though to make it louder.
I nodded my head while taking up the smile and then looked away. Of course just momentarily, because I soon returned my eyes on him, drinking up his chiseled look! He was just breath-taking and quite the presence! I wouldn’t know why so soon, but I found my eyes checking out his fly once again even though I was quite lucky he didn’t catch me doing so. For he soon began checking me out too, choosing to look away anytime I attempted bringing my eyes his way. It was something I enjoy doing with guys and it soon got me all sticky and wet!
By the time he would find a platform nearby to sit, I had completely turned around to face him instead of the on-going meeting behind me! I had been completely taken by his presence and I hadn’t stopped looking at him still! I kept checking out his large chest which despite being concealed within his jacket, was still visibly hunky! I comfortably recalled the Games time the previous year and how he had repeatedly placed his ripped hands over mine. He had so much muscle on them and a matching tattoo one. Imagining being held in those arms and being Forked with every vigour possible, was enough to get my panty further drenched and want to make me stand and walk over to him for a full mouth kiss!
Stunningly, it was as though he had similar thoughts, because the next time I would look at his face, his eyes were firmly fixed on the part of my under-thighs which were inevitably revealed after I had crossed one leg over the other! I found it very thrilling and quickly dropped the leg to bring him better enticement!
I found it very thrilling and quickly dropped the leg to bring him better enticement!
Of course he quickly moved his eyes away, probably thinking that I had caught him or something. But after a few moments, he returned them! Being directly opposite me meant I wasn’t required to expose myself too much so it was very much certain that he was the only one having a decent look into my spread thighs! And how much happiness that gave me! I still looked up at him a few more times, and our eyes met on all counts! It was kind of obvious that we both knew what we were doing and as we lasted further into the act, I spread my legs even wider apart! I was even wondering at some point if he could see the large patch of dampness that had soaked a portion of my visible panty!
I was dying for him and I knew he was dying for me too because he began crossing and uncrossing his legs suddenly! Probably in every effort to respond to the killing sensation he was getting! Unlucky for both of us though, his branch were soon done with all registrations and room numbers were subsequently given to them – he had to go in now.
“Catcha later…” he finally said, smiling as he stood to walk away with his bags.
“Alright Tony!” I replied in a jiffy, crossing back my legs!
He was soon turning away, doing his best to hide (with a bag) the huge erection that had formed under his trousers, which I unfailingly noticed as soon as he stood!
I just couldn’t wait anymore for the Business Retreat to begin! After all, I had already gotten so wet, just on arrival day!
Just like the previous year, little concerns like chow and provisions were already taken care of by the Head Office before hand. We were only required to simply place an order with the hotel cafe for the food to be served straightaway, right at our doorstep! What made it even more outstanding, was that we always had about 3-4 cuisines per meal, to pick from. Nobody was being forced to eat something they weren’t used to or didn’t feel like eating at that very point in time! It was something commendable for us the attending staff! The first night had already gone spectacularly well and the entire staff were now looking forward to our first meeting; myself included. I had returned to my room a few minutes after the arrival day chat, showered and changed into my night dress. I remained indoors, glossing through some of the documents I had obtained for our presentation the following day. After putting through some calls to my mum and sister, reaffirming my wellbeing, I faced the TV. I basically had no dinner that night and did wake up with an empty stomach the next day. Nonetheless, I just had to join the day which did suddenly begin quite quickly! The schedule of activities slated for the coming hours, explained that we would have two sessions of a meeting. The first, which was going to come in the morning, will be just presentations from every branch office excluding the Head Office. We would be required to discuss our successes and achievements within the past one year; paying good attention to statistical differences over that period of time. Then the second session will be mostly interactive. That will be the time branches will be expected to highlight the challenges they face and any efforts they had made to overcome such challenges thus far. A lunch break was unfailingly going to come in-between too. Now, judging from the dress requirements placed on us all and the perceived unlikelihood that anyone would begin going slutry already this early, I opted to pick a fairly simple and ‘decent’ outfit. While it looked rather short, tight on my bum and quite with a lengthy slit behind, my choice of skirt that morning didn’t scream much of a nympho! Neither did my office shirt scream whorish either; even though my deep cleavage were now more exposed than I would rather have them on a Sunday morning when heading to my Parish, back in Lagos!
In total contrast, my predictions turned out to be completely wrong! Apart from the girls from my branch who were almost dressed as myself, there was nothing ‘decent’ about most of the other people already present in our meeting hall when I walked in later that morning! Of course, the Abuja ladies were always going to be on top of it all but a few of the Port Harcourt girls were similarly culprits of the act as well!
This also included their boss who for some inexplicable reasons I still had refused to find quite depraved, despite being surrounded by numerous overwhelming evidences! She was in fact, the most daring amongst them all – she was on a very short sleeveless gown and it looked slightly see-through to me! In fact, the dark colour of the gown was the only thing that made it a bit tricky to detect its see-through nature since it perfectly matched the colour of her skin in every way! But on close viewing, one would comfortably see how bare she was underneath! If not for the several belts that were beautifully strapped across the clothe in clever exquisite design, I would bet that her Tips and possibly Kittycat would have been easily spotted through the near-transparent fabric of the gown!
To Be Continued…