The words literally flew off my fingers and in no time not only was I finished, I believed it was one of the best pieces of work I had ever done! Hell... I should write novels for a living. I saved it just as the Old Man's aide walked in and stated, "Sir the General would like to see you immediately."I replied, "Let me print this report for him, then we can leave."I had a hard time keeping from laughing as I printed the report. I was going to get off Scot free.Flashback – General Glen –. One particular co-worker, Divya, is an attractive divorced mother of two with whom we constantly joke and tease each other. One evening after working all weekend and spending a long 12-hour day on Monday in the office Divya suggested we go celebrate our completion of a project at a local pub. Since I lived alone as well and had nothing going on that evening I gladly accepted her invitation. We finished up our work, locked up the office and walked down the street to the pub. The air was a little. My fluffy bush was glistening as Tina leaned in for a taste. She flicked her long pointy tongue over and around my engorged clitoris, expertly getting me off. Another small stream emerged and the curvy blonde lapped of every drop, burying her face in my pussy. I sensed an even bigger orgasm coming and thought for sure I was going to squirt on her face. I pushed Tina back onto the carpet and sat on her face where she continued to lick my wet pussy. Tina’s probing tongue found its way down to my. "Did I miss the others?" No, Bob, you did not." I don't understand," said Bob. "It's not fair if Santa only visits some." The Santa that doesn't exist, you mean?" asked the elf, smiling tiredly. Bob took a breath to speak, but Gobelon held up a hand to forestall him. "Sorry. I shouldn't have been flippant."He handed the sheaf of papers to Bob."That's the list of the kids you and your predecessor visited tonight. As I said, the data was corrupted when you landed on Santa and the sleigh came back.