As Halloween parties go, this one was a real snooze. My company threw an annual party as a way to get the employees spirit up, but really it was so the bosses could get the secretaries drunk and fuck them behind in a closet before heading home to their shrew wives.
"Charlie, so that's your what, your fifth gin and tonic?"
"Uh, yeah Bob, or is it my sixth, but they seem to be light on the gin and heavier on the tonic." Bob was a buddy of mine from way back. Bob was the guy who got me the interview at Dididsto, which at the time was the biggest accounting firm in the country. But that was a dozen years ago and the firm has taken its hits.
Looking around there wasn't any new tail to scratch. The company hadn't hired any good looking women in the past six months. I generally found someone at the party I hadn't already met and would dazzle them with my alcohol-infused wit and my trademark sarcasm. If I played my cards right I could get in their pants before they learned from a friend who I was and then it was usually, "Thanks for last night, but, I have terrible migraines, so we better cool off for awhile."
My buddy nudged my arm and said he had to shake his snake and left for the men's room.
Suddenly there was a chill in the air and I took a sip of my drink to gain some warmth. I looked over my shoulder and saw the hottest looking woman who ever stood in front of me. She was tall, maybe 5-foot 10, but with a very slender build, small breasts and a tight ass. Her long black hair almost touched the small of her back. And what a back. Her very daring black dress had little fabric up front and no fabric to cover her back.
Feeling buzzed, I walked over to her gave her my best drunken rap.
"So ah, you're the best looking lady in her-a, yeah. So what do they call ya?"
"Tina, and what do they call you?"
"Oh, uh, my name. Yeah, me is, no I is Charlie hehe." Maybe those drinks weren't watered down as I thought.
Anyway, Tina said she had been working at the company for awhile but kept to herself and had just arrived at the party, hoping to meet someone. We exchanged a few stories. I told her I was the last man cut for the last Space Shuttle mission, and that I was also an accomplished sky diver.
She told me she was lonely and didn't have many friends, and that she liked the color black.
It was still cool where we were standing, so I asked Tina if she wouldn't mind going to a warmer place, like my office. She nodded yes and off we went.