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One Erotic Night High On Oxy With Rachel
I’m the type of guy that forms his own opinions about people in general and Rachel in particular. I heard the rumors that she loves to pursue married men and if you get her drunk, the naughty nancy will bang your brains out.
Rachel is sexy as hell, she reminds me of a poor man’s Halsey. Dark olive skin, piercing brown eyes, thick dick-sucking lips, and a perfect rack of breasts thanks to her plastic surgeon dad.
I worked with Rachel at Bell Atlantic Mobile. We were Indirect Account Executives. Our job entails driving around to national retail locations in the Washington/Baltimore Region, and facilitating wireless training for sales reps.
We had so much free time that I literally spent more time with Rach than with my wife. She was cute and sexy, a good Jewish girl who taught me about hardcore sex, even harder drugs, and how to cheat on my wife without getting caught.
Rumors swirled around the office about us but up to that point we were purely platonic partners.
The faithful night occurred while at a Regional “All Hands On Deck” event in the nation's capital. Our company, Bell Atlantic Mobile, rolls out new advertising with James Earl Jones as the spokesman. It was a decadent corporate bash with dinner, dancing, and drinks.
