Human Resources Part Three

Some complicated shit going on

Good God Almighty I couldn’t wait for Friday — tomorrow! But meanwhile I had to navigate the rest of today. Lay low. Watch for the leering looks I was bound to get considering practically the whole office knew. I expected even my boss, an OK dude named, yes, Coleman Coleman, would be calling me into his office. Somebody’s parents must’ve gotten a huge kick out of that.

But mainly I wanted to avoid Ollie because I didn’t know what would happen. Should I confront her for blabbing? What if it’s every girl’s right to talk? Was she in any trouble after our mutually inappropriate fling? Who knows, I might even be able to parlay this into some more incredible workplace ass. Like I said, I’m a lecher. I was OK with it. Being more or less single and ready to mingle had its perks, but what if I was going down a road there was no coming back from?

Ultimately there was no avoiding her though, as she popped in around 3pm to hand me some more documents. We both played it cool, professional. However, I looked inside the folder to see what she had brought me and there was a yellow sticky note which read “I need to suck your cock.” I glanced up at her and smiled. She flashed both eyebrows as if to say “Can I? Name the time and place.”