A Foreign Affair

Christina walked into the storage freezer in the back of the McDonalds she worked at to get some more beef patties.  Alan was already in there, standing near the beef.  He had been pilfering some frozen supplies while eating a chocolate chip cookie.  "Hey, Christina," said Alan, talking through a mouth filled with half-chewed cookie.

"Mmm, Alan," said Christina, looking him in the eyes.  A little bit of cookie mush seeped out of the corner of Alan's mouth.  Really sexy-like, Christina scooped it up with the tip of her finger.  Then she put the cookie mush in her mouth and sucked it down her esophagus.  Alan's eye's widened while he pitched tent near his hips.  "Mmm, Alan," said Christina again.

Then their manager walked in.  "What are you guys doing back here?"

"Uhh, nothing," said Alan.  He was embarassed and tried to swallow the rest of his cookie.

"We're playing who wants to eat my half-chewed cookie," Christina informed their manager, who was named Alice.

"I want to eat your half-chewed cookie," said Alice really sexy-like to Alan as she dragged her finger down the crease of his bulging pectorials. 

Alan really liked this turn of events, but unfortunately he had swallowed the rest of his cookie.

"I swallowed my cookie," said Alan, "Sorry."

"It was delicious," said Christina, really sexy-like.

"That's too bad," said Alice, really sexy-like.

Alice and Christina started kissing each other.  "Oh boy," said Alan.  He reached into a box filled with small, frozen sausages.  He held them and it was weird because he was watching his colleague make out with his manager while he held frozen sausages in a freezer in the McDonalds he worked at. 

Christina stopped kissing Alice, and said to Alan: "Put those sausages away."  Alan was confused, but did as he was told and put the sausages back in the box.

"I'm gonna get back to work," he said, pointing in the general direction of the kitchen.  He felt really weird and promptly left the freezer. 

The three of them never talked about it again.