
So, innocently, I thought he was busy checking orders that were stashed in sacks (because I saw some sacks on the floor that were full). I didn't even realized anything. Then something on the sack moved. And to my amazement, I saw that there was a girl, clad in a short sleeved t-shirt and jeans, her red panties sticking out from her low cut jeans, she was in a position of hugging one of the sacks and lying down on another. Innocently again, I thought he was putting her to sleep as I assume that must be his GF. Fine with me.
As I came for business purposes, to talk to him about my orders, I did what I came for. I tried to disregard the fact that there was a girl lying there on the floor behind his work desk. I am not a good body linguist, but I could tell that he was in a panic state, like he was caught red-handed doing something bad.
Then I finally saw it. He was actually covering his waist down, with the cloth of the work desk. He was leaning forwards so that I couldn't see his pants. And when I finally saw his pants, the buttons were undone and the zipper was down.
I kept talking about business and I was angry at him for not keeping to his words about my orders. But my anger was overshadowed by my disgust of what I have just caught them doing. I kept my cool, I gave him the look of disgust (my looks can kill, you know) and tried to get what I want across to him, as clearly, he is too busy to do the job that I gave him.
So, I put 2 and 2 together and I came up with this:
Whatever the hell that they are doing, I am pretty sure that were doing something together with their genitals.
Get a room.
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