Two executives head out after work to relax in an unexpected way.

The Grey suit executive picks up two more pies, holding them up on either side of the Navy suit executive's face with a mischievous glint in his eyes. The Navy suit executive, already covered in a colourful array of frosting, cake batter, and marshmallow fluff, sat still, anticipation building with each heavy breath, his lower lip quavering.

Without warning, the Grey suit executive sandwiches Navy suit executive's face between the two pies. The Navy suit executive moans in pleasure as the sweet, sticky mess cascaded down his hair and suit. He reaches up to feel the marshmallow fluff on his fingers, a look of pure delight spreading across his face.

The Grey suit executive pinks up a pie with red velvet filling and dips the Navy suit executive's blue tie into it, turning it a vibrant crimson. "I want to kiss you," the Navy suit executive whispers as he looks up to the Grey suit executive. The Grey suit executive leans in, but instead of a kiss, smears the red velvet pie into his face. The Navy suit executive bursts into laughter as he enjoys the feeling of getting absolutely trashed.

But the fun was far from over. The Grey suit executive proceeds to cover the Navy suit executive's face with pink frosting. The Grey suit executive coats the Navy suit executive's face, running his frosting-covered fingers through the Navy suit executive's long hair, and down the front of his white shirt. "I feel amazing!" the Navy suit executive exclaims.

The Grey suit executive places his sheer socked foot into the Navy suit executive's lap and massages the gunge into the fabric. As the Grey suit executive's black sheers becomes coated in frosting and cake batter, the Navy suit executive bends down and licks the gunge from his toes, before rubbing the gunge into the Grey suit executive's sheers.

The Grey suit executive takes a step back and admires his work. He leans in and kisses the Navy suit executive, now completely covered in a red mess. But the Navy suit executive wants more! Not wanting the gunge to go to waste, the Grey suit executive gathers the gunge on the floor and serves it up into the Navy suit executive's face and over his head. As the pie plates fall off his face, the Navy executive can't believe what he's feeling the feeling of being trashed in a style. All he can say is "Fk yes!"