He ripped open the wrapping and displayed thestainless steel onion basket for all to see. This was his 'gift' fromthe Yankee Swap. Now the choice wa... to keep it or swap it.For those unfamiliar with a Yankee Swap, it is an old New Englandtradition. An item that was received as a Christmas gift, that wasn'texactly what you wanted (say a nice onion basket) was re-wrapped andplaced under the tree with one gift from all others at the party.Everyone took a number and proceeded in order. Each. Please remember to leave a vote and comment! ^_~ –~~– Joe, Vicky, and I were in the office we shared above the restaurant. We had meetings as needed depending on the restaurant’s requirements. This meting explored adding a bakery. Vicky and I were supportive of Joe’s idea and we ironed out the details — the potential impacts, how many people should we hire, and how to interview potential bakers. Vicky and Joe, in fact, were talking about those things. I was eyeing the invitation waiting for me. It was sweet. I drank it completely. He was exhausted. He thanked me and we exchanged our numbers. He told he was leaving. but I was not ready to leave. I wanted a second round.He left and I went inside the washroom.I could see many people enjoying. There was no place to stand inside. I somehow managed to find a corner. I opened my cock out and started stroking it slowly. People around me started touching my cock. One guy started stroking and two of them found my nipples and started feeding on. "I'll be fine baby. Trust me everything is under control," she said as she grabbed my dick. To my surprise it was rock hard. With that she returned to the attention of the six men.What was I to do? I went home. I waited scared shitless at what was going to happen. What seemed like an eternity was only twenty minutes when I heard voices. Many voices. Oh shit, what was going on. It sounded like she had brought all six men home with her.I got really worried and debated going out and doing.