"Hey, you okay?" A voice snaps me from my erotic daydream and I find myself looking at a very attractive woman in a short flower print sundress. "You ...now it's not healthy to drink alone. You are here alone aren't you?" Her outgoing demeanor adds to my arousal. I like a woman who knows what she wants. But there is something about her look - her sly smile, the laugh that has a hint of nervousness hidden beneath it."Do you play?" I ask, nodding to an empty pool table."Only in bars. And you?" Only. Jet black short hair and hands like shovels. I thought he’d be quite arrogant but he was the exact opposite. He is the Facilities Manager who runs the building and everything in it. We got chatting the day I was being shown around the office I would be covering and we got on immediately. We had the same sense of humour and I looked forward to working with him and his team.I should point out that I had never, ever had the slightest interest in men, or even had a homosexual thought. I was. 10”, average looking, working for a finance company.It all happened last year, a month after I joined a new finance company. The atmosphere there was excellent as in with lot of good colleagues around, I was having the best time in my life. The only worry was my Boss Mrs Neha Sharma. My boss happens to be a lady in her late 30’s, 5’ 7” tall and ok looking. She was a terror. This was my 3rd job and never had I a lady boss. I was very uncomfortable working with ladies. From the day one she. Time went by, I checked my aunt out whenever I got the chance in hopes to see her magnificent bosom or even more.Alas it was not meant to be, but I guess my intentions didn’t go unnoticed, which I you will get to know shortly 2 years later, one night with my family away, me decided not to attend a boring relatives dinner invite since none of my other cousins were going to be there and I decided to chill at home 10 pm in the night.I hopped over to my cousin’s place to hang out with them around.