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Two weeks before the Christmas party, things went a bit shit. The end of the year was never a particularly busy time for the consulting firm, as people tended to focus on the upcoming holidays and often put off until the new year any plans for significant change. But in early November the economy had started to tank and by late in the month clients were pulling back on work they’d been scheduling for the new year. Everyone felt it. Tensions rose in the office as people started to wonder whether they’d have jobs to come back to after the holidays. There were even rumours the annual party might be cancelled
With a week until he’d been planning on moving the family to the hotel he went to see Jack.
“What’s up Joe?”
“G’day Jack, listen with everything that’s going on you’re no doubt aware there’s rumours of the Christmas shindig getting canned this year. I just wanted to check in because if it is, then I don’t need to move the family out and can save the firm some money.”
“Shit Joe, that’s generous of you, but we’ve already committed to it. There’ll be a few things we tighten up on, but the party isn’t one of them. Enjoy the time in the hotel and we’ll see how much we can trash your house at the party!”
“Um, thanks?” Joe replied, shocked at the thought.
“Relax, I’m pulling your leg,” Jack laughed.
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A week later he, Amber and Brandi moved out of the house and into the hotel.
“Okay, I have one rule,” Brandi said the first night as they dined together in the hotel’s restaurant.”
“You’ve got a rule?” Amber asked, laughing.
“Yeah, I don’t want to hear anything, well, you know … anything through the walls given my room is next to yours.”
“So like no loud TV?” Joe teased her.
“You know what I mean,” Brandi declared. “If I hear you two trying to give me an unwanted sibling, I’m going out and picking up someone and I’ll do all sorts of crazy shit for you to listen to.”
“Is that a challenge?” her mother asked mischievously.
“NO!” Amber declared.
“Well there goes our plans for the week,” Joe sighed dramatically.
“Ewwww!”
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That night, alone together, Joe suggested they have a little fun and pretend to have wild and crazy sex just to see if Brandi would react at all.
“You know, we could just like have regular, steamy, got a hotel room to ourselves kind of sex. Then there’s no chance of Brandi following through with her threat.”
“Hmm, yeah, that could be good too.”
“Could be? I’ll show you could be!” Amber teased, slipping her dress from her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Joe growled low in his throat at her as she moved toward the bed and away from him, reaching behind herself to release the clasp on her black bra. Joe stood up from where he’d been sitting in the room’s chair and followed her, still excited by the shape of her ass in her black thong.
Amber jumped onto the bed and slithered up until she was reclined on the pillows, bra discarded. She crooked a finger at her husband.
“Get naked Joe. Get naked and come stuff that gorgeous cock of yours in my mouth.”