Sex story with: Mako Yamaki
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corporate accountants; most of us saw it as an excuse to unwind after a success-
ful and stressful project. Workaholic that I was, I expected a boring week of
swatting insects, drinking too-sweet tropical cocktails,and missing my
work-station/world back home. I was in for a big surprise.
Upon arrival at the Islander Hotel and checking into my av idol mpegs room ( a private
suite...hmmm.... company stocks must be on an upturn...), I went to the bar to
see if they served anything other than the typical coconut-and-sugar fare. I
was delighted to find a goodly assortment of imported beers including some
obscure German darks. Perhaps this week wouldn't be so bad after all....
Ten minutes later I walked out on the patio with my av idol mpegs second beer in hand and a
warm fuzz beginning to grow in my av idol mpegs head. The sun was just beginning to set, and
it looked like it was actually diving under the sea. I stood and enjoyed the
view for a while, and when I turned to go back inside I was surprised to see
that one of my av idol mpegs few female co-workers had also been watching. I couldn't recall
her name, since Mako Yamaki was fairly new to our department and worked on a different
portion of the project than I. I'd seen Mako Yamaki's in the halls and cafeteria from
time to time but we'd never spoken beyond a few words in passing. Because she
was attractive there was the usual office gossip going around, and what I had
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