She was the boss's daughter - 19 and just home from college when we met at the company Christmas party, the 2005 Christmas party. I was the fair-haired boy in the design technology department, 3 years with the company since college, 25 years old and creative credit for two major computer games to my credit. We had released the latest game just before Thanksgiving and we were now
THE
gift for Christmas and sales were very strong, substantially over projections. Everybody loved me; everybody wanted to be my friend. My bonus was tied to the game's sales so I was looking at a large amount of cash, some very nice stock options, and a two-week stay in a company condo in Beaver Creek / Vail ski area.
I was halted just inside the main door to the party with my friend and co-designed, Bill the nerd, who I had met in Freshman English and roomed with throughout college and since. I'm not sure he ever really dated anyone but he did very well consoling the women that I either didn't date or the relationship didn't work out. He told me that being his friend was a singular pleasure, the singular being his cock. We got stuck just inside the doors as everyone wanted to shake my hand or give me a kiss - several women offered more than that right there. The company was very happy with me.
She tapped me on the shoulder, a light tap, hardly noticeable, but I was turning in that direction anyway for some forgotten reason. I remember she was wearing a light blue man's shirt, pressed, no bra underneath and the nipples of her slight breasts were hard nubs against the material. With a classy, knee-length dark blue skirt and long legs, she looked quite the young piece.
