So I had recently took a position at a new company and was sent for a few days of training in our main HQ in Los Angeles. I packed, rolled out (I live...on the east coast) and was soon in LA. Our first meeting was just a cocktail meet and greet of about 100 people, nothing big. Chatted with a few guys from my office and a few people I knew from other offices I had conversed with about issues. It was about an hour in and a few margaritas too that my co-worker Derek pointed out to me a women who he. I’ll meet you there. I’m just a couple blocks away from there.’ ‘OK cool. I’ll see you there tonight.’ *** The problem with the purple cocktail dress Liz had mentioned was that my boobs were a cup larger than last Christmas. Not that I had a problem with that, but my cleavage was a little, well, abundant. Whatever. The color was amazing with my dark brown hair and blue eyes. Liz was already at the bar when I arrived. She and her boyfriend, Chase, and saved me a spot. I ordered a vodka/Sprite.. Make my mind up. Today wash day and although I was not looking forward to it I got up had some breakfast and loaded the washing machine with a load of my knickers. The problems began when I got going it stalled and decided not to play. I had no alternative but to ring for an engineer. After about a hour there was a knock at the door. That was quick, so quick I was still in my very short dressing gown. I went to the door and two chaps were there. One an older man called Bob he was about 60 but. Not a sneaky date with a co-worker, or a quick fuck from girls night out gone wrong, but watching the other having sex with another couple was a turn-on for them.“Have you two fucked since the rescue?” Claudia wondered.“No,” Julia shyly smiled.“We’re going to change that! Neither one of you is going home until we see you two fucking,” she stated.“If you want, you can stay the night in the spare room,” Dan offered.“Come on this is a celebration, not a wake, who’s hungry and thirsty? Bbq’d.