When The Office Perv Picks You

Everybody knows you don't go out with, get easy with, become friends with the office perv. What they forgot to tell me is the perv isn't making friends with you, you are a fresh pussy. At a Friday after work happy hour I was put in his care. He took his responsibility seriously and I wasn't going home alone that night, I wasn't going home.

I woke up beside him, he looked totally different, the perv looked more like a perv undressed. I barely remember going with him, getting to his place and not mine. Sex was a bad dream, waking up beside him a nightmare. It was disgusting, but he has the pick of the litter. And he picked me.