Please Hold… I'm Fucking My Boss
by Sierra St. Cloud
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012 Sierra St. Cloud
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David was jarred from his daydreaming by the voice of the customer in his ears.
"I plugged the modem back in, and the lights stopped blinking. What should I do next?" said the confused sounding old man through David's headset.
"Next, open up Internet Explorer and see if your homepage comes back online," said David. He stared at the old photograph of the woman who broke his heart. What did he do to drive her away? God, he was so tired. These new night shifts would kill him. His mind wandered to better days. He knew he wouldn't take her back; not after what she had done to him. Though, it was pretty unlikely she would come back to him...
"... I said, are you still there? The internet still isn't working!" said the old man.
"I'm so sorry sir. Let me take a look at the server status. Just unplug your modem again until I get back to you. Could you please hold?" said David, pressing the hold button before the old man had a chance to respond. He ripped off his headset in frustration and spun his chair around to see his boss, Jenni, standing at the entrance to his cubicle.
"David, what's going on? I've been listening in to your conversation with this customer," said Jenni. "You're stumbling over your words, you're forgetting simple things - it sounds like you're distracted."
Here comes the ass-chewing, he thought. "You're right, I've had a lot on my mind lately. I just need to find a way to get focused."
"I think I know how to get your mind in the right place," she said. "Come with me."
He got up to follow her. He didn't mind the view, that was for sure. Her well-rounded ass fit tightly into a short pencil skirt, and it swayed like a sexy pendulum as she walked. He was surprised that he had to suppress the urge to reach out and grasp either side of her beckoning rear and pull it towards his enlarging penis. His gaze went up and he caught her eye looking over her shoulder at him.
Oh god, she saw me checking her out, he though. He blushed, unsure of what to say or do, except to keep following her. The corner of her mouth was curled up in a mischievous grin as she turned to look forward again. What was that about? He was able to pick her scent out of the air; a faint floral sweetness surrounded him. His heart began to speed up.
They walked past more empty cubicles, with only their half of the building lit. The night shift was usually only two people, and for the foreseeable future it was just him and Jenni. The way she was taking him was not to her desk, but towards the darker half of the building. This whole floor was filled with people during the daytime, but now it was a ghost town, with the empty cubicles frozen in time waiting for their occupants to return in the morning.
Jenni abruptly entered a cubicle and took a seat in the only chair. David stood at the entrance while Jenni turned towards him. She leaned back and crossed her long legs. "Before you ask, the answer is yes, I did see you checking me out back there," said Jenni.
"I am so sorry, I just... well..."
"You just what? You just liked what you saw?" said Jenni. She leaned forward, unbuttoning the top button of her blouse. It popped open a bit, revealing a sliver of her cleavage. "I was hoping you would. And I see I've made an impression," she said, indicating the bulge behind the zipper of David's trousers.
"Y-Yes, I liked what I saw," said David, feeling like he was being stalked by a huntress. "I'm coming off of a breakup, and I haven't been thinking about anything but her lately."
"I know," she said, releasing another button on her blouse. "I've also had something on my mind for quite some time. There was something I wanted - someone I wanted, and I can't stand not getting what I want. The problem was, this person was being held prisoner by some tramp that didn't know a quality man when she saw one." Yet another button. There weren't many left. "Imagine my delight when I found that this man had been freed from his whore! All I had to do was transfer him to night shift, and I could finally get what I wanted.
"So how about we make a deal," said Jenni. She hiked up her short skirt a bit, exposing nearly all of her amazing legs. Another inch or two would reveal everything. Her hand crept up between her legs, and it wasn't long before she found what she was looking for. She bit her lower lip and fluttered her eyelids as she stroked her wetness. "The deal is this: every night that you give amazing customer service, I will service you. What do you say?"
David couldn't take his eyes off of Jenni. She sat before him, lubing herself up. Her green eyes dilated as she stared back at him, and her nipples began showing through the fabric. I can't believe this is happening, he said to himself. But clearly it was happening. He pinched himself, just in case. How can I say no to this? Who else gets a chance like this?