Sex In The Office Fux Spy - part 1
Those of you gentle readers who have followed my adventures thus far know also that I spend 90% of my time when I am not fucking and sucking in front of my computer. I earn my living as a porn cat. Finding the best and sexiest porn and posting it. Great stuff you say? Easy job. Sure it is great job but it is hardly easy. Working from the privacy of your own home though idylic sounding is hardly easy. You find the lines between sleep and work and recreation time blurring. That computer stares at you accusingly if you try and fluff off and just veg out watching tv.
Midnight wakefullness turns into all nighters and I was finding myself working 18 hours a day. This was the point when sanity stepped in and I decided to make the break and rent an office. Yes, of course I would keep a computer at home for pleasure and leisure but my work needed to move to a structured office environment with structured hours. Besides I felt I could benefit from even more social interraction with other business people.
It took me nearly a week to find the exact right office. It had to have certain things like uh…walls…heat…and be cheap as well too. Oh, and close to the house they don’t issue cats driver’s licenses even here. Oh and having other people in it was a big plus too.
I finally located and moved into my new office (well I called it an office). It was really more of a cubicle in a long line of cubicles but on the bright side the rent was very cheap. The cubicles did not reach the ceilings and the walls were paper thin and I do mean literally rice paper thin. Of course that was nice for company since you could see and hear virtually everything around you especially through the little tears in the cubicle walls. However I figured this would bring me closer 
to my fellow worker right?
I discovered in the first few days that the woman in the partition to my right was a call center worker. Apparently she worked for many companies and I could hear her answer the phone for companies as varied as bibles, all the way to girls gone wild videos. I soon found the repetetive sales chatter rather boring though, but lucky for me I could turn off sounds at will.
Now the sexy girl on my right was the 
stereotypical office slut type. She wore tight short skirts and tighter business coats with plunging necklines which her not inconsiderable tits were struggling with on a daily basis to free themselves. She was also much quieter than the call center girl. It seems she whiled away her days in that tiny cubicle filing her nails and painting her nails and buffing her nails. When not busy with the nail thing she appeared to read magazines.
Well though that was indeed much quieter than the call center lady and in fact most of the others in this tiny cubicle farm it certainly did not give me much to 
watch. All well and good though I could certainly concentrate on my work and things went swimmingly for the first week. I got more work done than ever by keeping a 9 to 5 schedule and had more play time than ever before too.
Of course I really enjoyed Miss cubicle next to me morning strut into her assigned cubicle. Those long lean legs ending in impossibly high heels and her big chest were just the start to my day I needed. The rest of the office was fairly quiet but these two neighbors gave my day some variety.
The office complex (more like cubicle complex) closed at 8 pm each night. Ms File Her Nails next to me was usually gone by 4 pm long before me and I religiously shut down my operations at 5 pm and enjoyed the walk home and was usually among the last to leave.
Last thursday however was different. I needed to finish one last project and resolved to work until 6 pm but no later. The quiet from the other cubicles was refreshing and I was lost in my work until I finished somewhat late - about 7 pm. I promised myself to come in late tommorow, but I also noticed Miss File Her Nails was in next to me the soft glow of her office lamp illuminated her profile as she sat unusually straight and alert. She sure wasn’t filing her nails this evening. So I sat very still and just waited to see what was going on in there. I belatedly noticed another profile standing at the door - a man by the look of it. I had been working in the dark and quickly turned off the computer so even it’s muted light was gone and I could see their figures through the screen more clearly.
“Right then Miss Bedevil it’s time for your quarterly evauluation.”