She wore provocative clothing to keep me squirming in my seat. Today was no different. The black skirt moved with her body language. The slight hint of impropriety was revealed in the blood red lace of her panties. I did my best to curb her sexual appetite, but she didn’t care that I was involved with my college sweetheart.
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“The only thing you’re going to miss about me is undressing me with your eyes every morning. I feel that we have gotten extremely intimate without getting physical over the last couple of years.” There were days when I felt dirty enough to go home to have a cold shower to scrub myself raw.
“It hasn’t been from a lack of trying. I’m not going to make the mistake of handing you my heart. No man is worth the possibility of heartbreak. I jump from flower to flower pollinating and then moving on. This job affords me the opportunity to dip my ink in the company well.” I was committed to Charlotte and the life we were going to build together from the ground up.
“Trust me; I know the mark you have left on unsuspecting victims. Guys come in looking like they have been run over on the side of the road. I don’t even want to think about what you did to them. I admit my curiosity has been piqued.” Charlotte was the love of my life, but our time together was scarce.
“When are you going to make an honest woman out of Charlotte? You can’t keep stringing her along waiting for something better. Every man is the same. They take for granted what they have for something unattainable. There’s no such thing as the perfect woman. We all have flaws, but some of us hide it better than others.” Her white argyle sweater had most guys using whatever they could find to make their interest less noticeable.
“They say what happens behind closed doors is nobody’s business, but you take it to a whole different level. My relationship with Charlotte is off limits. We have a good thing and I’m not going to let you do anything to ruin it.” She raised her hands and made her chest push out against the bra cutting off her circulation.
“I hate to see you go down this road of resistance. The world has a vast supply of available pieces. The line starts behind me to be with you. Bryce, you can’t say that you haven’t noticed the lingering glances of the female populace. There have been many giving you the once over and for a good reason.” I didn’t consider myself anything special, but I did make the conscious effort to make myself appealing in the mirror.
I was over 6 feet tall, 200 pounds with a buzz cut of blond hair. My piercing blue eyes could bring any woman to their knees. Charlotte didn’t put up with my shenanigans. She called me on the carpet and made me realize how I had objectified women over the years. Samantha could be accused of doing the same thing to men.
“I knew I was going to marry Charlotte the minute I met her. Other women are mere window dressing and something to tease me until I find my way back into her arms.” We had been dating for years with the promise of a future together.
Our passion was in investments and it made for some lively conversations over dinner. She was opinionated and never agreed with me when it was the easiest thing to do. There was nowhere to hide from her scrutinizing eyes.
“You come to work every day wearing that monkey suit trying to impress. Where has it gotten you? You’re not going to get a medal for doing your job. Mr. Thompson and his sons take the credit for all of our work. I’m looking to jump ship, but I’m not going to do it until I find the kind of money to rival this company’s salary.” I had heard rumors she was the highest paid investment broker in the firm.
Her experience was minimal and she depended on the kindness of men to bend over backward to please her. I wasn’t of the same sentiment. I didn’t mind giving her advice, but I wasn’t going to do her any sexual favors. She didn’t know how to take no for an answer.
“I’m going to get this one last chance to change your mind about me. Check your phone. I sent you something to whet your appetite. I really can pick up a roll of quarters without touching them. That kind of training has to be taught.” It was evil of her to entice me with promises of reclaiming my youth.
Her perfume was a halo around my head leaving me breathless with anticipation. The scandalous way that she bent over made me swallow nervously. It was an underhanded tactic.
Samantha was a sexual deviant. She considered men her prey to be used and abused until she was done with them. It wasn’t like many were giving her the cold shoulder. Married or not, men had a tendency to go after something strange.
Being two ships in the night didn’t equate to having relations with Charlotte. I had mentioned in passing about moving in together, but she was stuck to her independence. We hadn’t been together in the Biblical sense in almost six months. Holding hands and kissing was the only kind of intimacy we were committed to these days.
“I’m afraid to look. I have to prove to myself that I’m strong enough to resist you.” I found the attachment on my phone and breezed through each one with my pulse quickening.
It started with innocent posing for the camera, but escalated quickly to blue photos and then the x-rated kind leaving little to the imagination. I was sweating with the vivid images playing havoc in my fantasies. I tried to pretend it didn’t bother me, but I was about to explode.
“I can see from the look in your eyes I have gotten the necessary reaction. I will cover for you during your interview, but you are going to have to do something for me. I won’t insult your intelligence by putting you on the spot. I want you to look at each photo and commit them to memory.” They were already imprinted and I could see her naked every time I closed my eyes.
“I look around here and everybody seems trapped. Nobody has an office other than the three in the Thompson family. I can’t take it anymore. Charlotte has gotten two promotions in the last three years. I’m a little jealous. I was too complacent thinking that things were going to change. I’m not going any further unless one of his sons has an unexplained accident.” I couldn’t bring myself to harm anyone, but it didn’t mean I wasn’t prone to thinking about it.
“Have you told her of your plans? I know how I would feel. Believe me, women can be vindictive and use sex as a weapon to get what they want. The cold shoulder you have felt recently is nothing compared to the icy reception you are going to receive after the dust settles.” I had the credentials and I knew how to play the game better than most.
“I don’t want to say anything unless I know something for certain.” Employment was like dating. There were always other fish in the sea some bigger than others.
“You’re only denying the inevitable. Tell her before she finds out some other way. There’s still an easy solution. Don’t go to the interview and join me in the bathroom. I can make those photographs become reality.” The cubicles made it possible for her to expose herself briefly for my amusement.
“A part of me is screaming at me to take you up on your offer. This is too important to let slip through my fingers. Don’t tell anybody, but you have been the only bright spot in my time here. I might protest, but I do like the attention.” I was betting on a sure thing, but it was going to come down to the impression I made at the interview.
The job was mine to lose. This was my chance to rise to the cream of the crop. Sometimes omelets were made by breaking some eggs. It was too bad it was going to come at the expense of Charlotte. I could only hope that she could forgive me for trespassing on her home field advantage.
“I appreciate the kind remarks, but it does nothing to satisfy my hunger for you. Some young man is going to feel the byproduct of my wrath. They’re going to be left a shell of what they once were because of you. Can you live with that?” I nodded my head and stuck my neck out to see Mr. Thompson with his door closed.
It was my time to make a break for it.
Samantha had the keys to my freedom and I was depending on her to keep quiet. The one thing I could count on was Samantha’s discretion. As much as she wanted to get me into bed, she also wanted to see me happy and this was the only way I was going to make that happen.
“I will be your buffer. Go while you still have the chance. Use the stairs and avoid the elevators. Go down to the basement and leave the building through maintenance. They won’t know you’re missing. They hardly know we exist in their tiny bubble.” I had my portfolio tucked underneath my arm done professionally.