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The Boss
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The Boss Years ago when I was floating in between jobs as a student. I took a summer job working as a part time leasing agent. I was interviewed three times by the staff and finally welcomed aboard. As the low man on the totem pole, I ended working every weekend while the rest of the staff floated and worked with me for a full day on Saturday. I took the Sunday shift on my own. Sundays were typically slow days and nothing ever happened except for the random tenant that had a busted faucet. Saturdays though were always a blast with one of the other staff members. Carole was a tall woman from Pleasanton, TX with a heavy drawl and a pretty tough demeanor. She was the one who always had the salty jokes and wouldn't mind throwing out the sexual innuendo. Michelle, was the outgoing one with the loud night life and flirty personality. Brenda was the pragmatic one that I liked to sit and have quieter conversations with. My boss, Diane. She was the one that intimidated me. She hired me, she always smiled at me, but I treated her like she was the principal of the school. Always got quiet and made sure she saw my head down and elbows moving at my desk. She would power strut through the office with a determined pace to her destination and back. Her heels were a heavy thooming thud and you could tell where she was even without watching her. At times, I could hear her steps stop directly behind me as she checked my work then moved along. Her steps were a decrescendo back to her office. Then the office chatter would kick up again. So, months go by and Summer turns to the holiday season. Diane got a tiny portable TV from her manfriend. On the rare occasions that Diane worked on a Saturday, we would just sit and watch the TV in her office and I was the one designated to work the rabbit ears to clear up the signal every two minutes while she kicked back in her chair. I didn't talk to my boss the way I talked to my Co-workers, so I was surprised when she asked me how I was doing after my girlfriend broke up with me. It was a difficult break up.. one of those that in hindsight should have been more of a blessing than a curse. But we told her that it wasn't an easy one and that was still pretty upset about it. The TV went off and she sat up in her chair and threw her elbows up on her desk. She looked over the bridge of her glasses at me and just went off into a profanity laced rant about how the wrong people will always try to make you feel like YOU'RE the wrong person. I just sat there blinking at the honesty just rolling off her tongue in the moment. Honestly, I felt a lot better about what she said. It was fifteen minutes before closing so I stood up to start shutting down everything. She just instructed me to lock the doors and come back to her office. NOTE: I am NOT the same person that I was back then, so I had no clue what was about to happen. I thought we were going to watch TV. When I got back to her office, she was setting out two drinks. Then proceeded to tell me how angry she was with the man that she was dating. I had seen him before, a tall tanned man in his late 50s with his shirt unbuttoned to reveal a nest of white chest hair and large gold nugget jewelry. I sipped on my drink just listening to her. Not even daring to take a larger drink, but she just swigged the last of hers down and encouraged me to do the same. Then asked me if I wanted to go to dinner. We got into her car and she immediately drove to a bar. The tension eased up after another drink. I didn't know how to act around my boss, but I just followed her lead. So, after three rounds and a lot of laughing.. something that I have always had and easy time doing, we drove back to the office. Instead of turning back to the office, she turned into the property and parked the car. There was a pregnant pause while she sat there thinking and I sat there a little confused. She asked me if I had my master key on me and we got out of the car and walked up to an empty unit. I fumbled with the key for a moment and once we were in with the door closed.. my heart was racing. I am not sure if you could hear it in the vacuum of the quiet, but we stood there for a moment before my 37 year old boss grabbed my hand and we walked to the empty bedroom. She dropped her purse and walked back over to me. I stepped up to her as well and put my arms around her and kissed her. Well, I'm all out of time. So same, Bat Channel! Same Bat- Time! |
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Oh man! Don't leave us hanging in suspense. 
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1/10/2019 4:06 am |
You are not out of time you are a fucking tease. lol
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1/10/2019 4:44 am |
God i do hope you finish this story.
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1/10/2019 4:56 am |
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1/10/2019 7:09 am |
yeah like really dude ..lol..sure you did ..come on the rest may be that gullible but ...
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What are you trying to be the Paul Harvey of sex stories?
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Suckered me in thinking it was a post about Bruce Springsteen! Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation bangs on the door forever!
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