His Mistress was his Master
It had been maybe four or five days since he had made it with a woman. He had been buried, figuratively in paperwork and general pencil pushery. Slade, his gray-haired, wide-bellied boss counted on him to make him look good, and he had clutched it out over a grueling two-day period. He was very professional, but now that business was taken care of, it was time to take care of business. He rubbed his eyes as he walked around his huge desk, and made a beeline from his study to his room, where he...