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“I’ve finally gotten you alone for a minute, Jennifer!” Gretchen cheered as she stepped into Jennifer’s office and closed the door slightly. Pulling a chair up next to Jennifer on her side of the desk, Gretchen could hardly contain herself. “So… tell me EVERYTHING.” Gretchen anxiously waited for a response from her coworker.
Jennifer’s eyes bulged, shocked at the sudden intrusion into her office. She had been trying to finish up her last-minute changes to her presentation for the staff meeting. It was not really a surprise, though. Jennifer knew that Gretchen would corner her at some point to talk about last Friday and Niccolo. She had expected Gretchen to want to talk about Niccolo, given how she had been looking at him that night. Since Gretchen always shared details with her, Jennifer knew that Gretchen would be expecting a full report of the mystery man she had appeared with for dinner.
“I’m so excited for you! You finally have a hot man! So, tell me everything you know about him. Don’t leave out any details.” Gretchen rambled on since Jennifer was not speaking yet. “Is he rich? How did you meet him? Did you fuck him? How big is he? Is he wild in bed? How long did he last? And did he spend—”
“That is quite enough, Gretchen. I’m not one to kiss and tell as you do.” Jennifer shook her head, holding out a hand to stop Gretchen’s line of questioning. It amazed her that Gretchen had asked for just about every detail, stopping just short of asking for pictures.
“Oh, that’s so not fair! I tell you everything, Jennifer,” Gretchen pouted, “Be a friend. I want to know about your fun!” Gretchen smiled as she tried to encourage Jennifer to spill the beans.
Jennifer sighed. She had not given Niccolo another thought since talking to Tonya on Saturday morning. Niccolo had called twice, and she refused to answer her phone. Sure, the sex was great, but it had been too fast for Jennifer. Unsure of how to tell Niccolo that it would not work out, she had figured that he would eventually get the message. The only thing she was still worried about was what to tell Adela.
Gretchen whined, “At least give me something! Any details on how much fun you had! Please.”
Jennifer chuckled, realizing that anything she told Gretchen would be somehow twisted and interpreted in ways beyond her comprehension. She wanted to make sure there was no way the information she gave could be used against her somehow in the future. Keeping it simple, she replied, “Niccolo and I just aren’t a good fit. End of story.”
Gretchen’s face wrinkled up in confusion. “What do you mean?” Gretchen thought to herself, maybe Jennifer was trying to relay that Niccolo has a big package and that she could not handle it. Gretchen then grinned, seeing it as an opportunity. She knew that Niccolo was already interested in her from his reaction when she touched him at the party. Having felt him briefly through his suit pants, Gretchen wagered that he was just too much “man” for Jennifer. “Well, if you want me to take him off your hands, let me know.”
Jennifer was not surprised in the least at Gretchen’s offer. In fact, she had a suspicion that Gretchen would make a pass at him whether or not she even had permission. Seeing it as a chance to get Niccolo to stop calling her, Jennifer stated, “Let me get his number for you.” She picked up her cell phone and looked up his number. Taking a sticky note, she wrote it down quickly. “Here you go, Gretchen. Have a field day.”
Gretchen snatched up the sticky note before Jennifer could have a second chance. “If you are sure.” Opening her contacts on her cell phone, Gretchen entered the number and created a new contact. She was in disbelief at how easily she had gotten the number to the Italian dreamboat she met at Friday’s party.
Jennifer chuckled, forcing a fake smile as she watched Gretchen typing on her phone. I don’t think the girl knows how to do anything except service men, she thought to herself. She knew that the only reason her twenty-five-year-old coworker was employed with the firm was because she was related to Roger’s wife. Jennifer knew of at least three occasions where she caught Gretchen acting too friendly on the phone with Roger’s clients. She suspected that Gretchen helped do most of the clerical with Tammy to have access to play with the higher-paying clients. Long ago, however, she had decided to look the other way because Gretchen generally stayed away from her. Now Jennifer mused that Gretchen’s “talents” might come in handy in getting Niccolo to stop calling. “Feel free, Gretchen. I’m sure you would enjoy him.”
Suddenly the door opened. As Jennifer was about to protest, she saw that it was Ferris. He had a habit of barging into offices, but only if the door was not all the way shut. “Knock, knock, ladies! I heard you in here. Anything exciting?” He smiled at the two women sitting beside each other. Trying to remain calm, he looked away quickly from Jennifer as soon as he noticed she was wearing the blue blouse.
He looked Gretchen in the eyes to distract himself and noticed just how much he disliked the amount of makeup that she wore. Deciding to keep things neutral, he asked, “Busy doing work before the meeting?” He looked over at Jennifer and could see a drastic difference in her appearance compared to Gretchen. Becoming dazed at her natural beauty, he drifted off as he imagined her saying “yes” to his offer of drinks after work.
“Did you need something, Ferris?” Jennifer asked, perplexed by his odd stare. “We’ve got about ten minutes before Roger expects us to make our way into the conference room.”
Gretchen noticed Ferris was still staring at Jennifer as she stood up. She decided that it was one of those days he was acting weird. Now she would take a quick minute to sneak into the hallway to call Niccolo before the meeting. It would be the best part of the day, finally contacting Niccolo to arrange for something soon. As she walked by Ferris, he did not move out of her way, and she bumped him with her elbow and huffed.
The bump from Gretchen knocked Ferris out of his daze. He shook his head a few times and chuckled nervously, “I guess I did not sleep well last night.” There was no way he would admit to Jennifer that he had a dream about her last night instead of his usual dreams involving Gretchen. He remembered the part of the dream where her long brunette locks were draped over him as she sat on him in bed, the two of them passionately kissing as they made love. He hit his forehead with the palm of his head to knock the memory from it. Clearly, from last Friday night, she is involved with someone, Ferris reminded himself. He knew he had absolutely no chance now because she did not play like Gretchen.
“What’s on your mind, Ferris?” Jennifer began to gather her papers and put them in her portfolio, jumping from being startled when Ferris hit himself on the head. “Are you okay?”
Ferris laughed again. “I just realized I forgot my paperwork. I’ll see you in the conference room,” he mumbled and ran out of the room, not even noticing Gretchen wink at him in the hallway. He needed to sit in his office and calm down. The short memory of his dream had aroused him, and he was not ready to go sit in the staff meeting. There was no time to get Gretchen to help him with his issue, so he would have to take care of it himself.
Gretchen had dialed Niccolo’s number and was not happy when it went to voicemail, but she decided to leave a message. In her sexiest voice, she recited, “Hey there, this is Gretchen. We met at the party Friday. I am sure you remember my offer,” she paused as she giggled and moaned into the phone, “I hear that you might need some company soon. Call me back as soon as you get this message. I would love to help you out.” As she left her number, she peeked back into Jennifer’s office to make sure Jennifer had not heard her.
Closing and locking his office door, Ferris quickly sat at his desk and opened his laptop. He pulled up the lockbox and found the file of pictures and videos that Gretchen had sent him over the past year. Today he decided to click on one where she was playing with her breasts. Unzipping his pants, he stared at the screen. The video was taken at close range and only showed her bare breasts. As he maneuvered his pants down and began handling his already hard cock, he watched as her hands moved to play with her nipples.
Ferris closed his eyes and imagined Jennifer kneeling in front of him at the office, her blue blouse unbuttoned and bare breasts on display. He gripped his shaft harder at the thought, feeling himself throbbing in his hand. He would love Jennifer to be watching him and waiting for his cum. Gretchen’s moans grew louder as the video went on, and he quickened his strokes. He was already close as he imagined the sounds were of Jennifer’s anticipation.
With his eyes closed, he reached into his desk drawer for a hand towel—an item frequently needed for clean up since he and Gretchen began fooling around in the office. He grinned at his image of Jennifer waiting with her mouth open wide and her breasts in her hands. “Oh, you want it now, do you, baby?” He asked aloud, just as he had done with Gretchen several times in the office. As he imagined Jennifer whispering ‘yes’ to him, he covered his shaft with the towel. He exploded into it, barely able to stifle his moan, and stroked until he finished cumming.
Forcing himself to lean back in his chair and relax his breathing quickly, Ferris opened his eyes. He was in disbelief at how quickly he came imagining Jennifer. As he cleaned himself up, he decided he would have to keep an eye out for an opportunity. Perhaps she was just waiting for him to speak up. He resolved to find a chance to do so very soon. Zipping his pants up, he gathered his papers and headed towards the conference room.
*****
“Thank you for being here, everyone. I hope your weekend was a good one.” Roger sat down at his place at the head of the table. Looking over at the chair that Leon had occupied for over a year, he declared, “I think we all enjoyed the send-off soiree on Friday; my wife certainly knows how to organize great shindigs, doesn’t she?” He chuckled and folded his hands together. “The New York Office is going to be a great one there with Leon to help lead the team. Which directs me to the first order of business, the search for the new lead here.”
Jennifer smiled as she listened to Roger go over the list of qualifications he would be looking for in the person he chose to replace Leon. She knew the characteristics, the hours, the numbers, and the experience he was looking for. She had just missed the promotion the last time it came up, narrowly “falling” behind Leon. While she would miss Leon, it finally allowed her to remind Roger that she would be an excellent choice to fill his role.
Sitting two chairs down from Roger, she looked around the small table between the empty chair and Jerry. She shifted in her chair slightly as she caught Ferris staring at her from across the table. Noticing that his face was flushed, she made a note to check on him after the meeting to make sure he wasn’t getting sick. Michael was sitting by him, completely absorbed in every word Roger was saying. In Jennifer's mind, there was no doubt that Michael would be assuming the spot would automatically be his because he was the most senior employee in the room. Next to him was Paul, one of the group's newest members, taking notes as if he were recording in writing everything Roger was saying. She smirked slightly when she saw Gretchen at the end of the table opposite Roger, wholly absorbed in her cell phone. Gretchen never paid attention at the meetings; Jennifer was not surprised.
Gretchen looked up, catching Jennifer just looking away from her. She grinned, knowing there was no way that her coworker knew what she was doing. If everything went according to her plan, she would have Niccolo before Jennifer realized what she had given up. Looking at the other end of the table, she knew Roger would be droning on for hours about what he was looking for in the new team lead. After that, it would be on to the same business as every Monday: all of the members at the table would report their sales goals for the week and client contact goals. She sighed quietly. It is getting way too predictable around the office, she thought to herself as she glanced at Jennifer again.
Suddenly, as she looked at Jennifer, a wicked idea popped into Gretchen’s mind. She leaned back and pulled the phone under the table casually. It was the best seat in the room because she could go unobserved, making it easier to go on with the idea. Opening the texting app, she selected her newest contact and pushed the attach button. She slid her pencil skirt up and spread her legs a little. Glancing around the table to make sure no one was paying attention, she lowered her phone and snapped a picture. I’ll give Niccolo a preview, she thought to herself. I want him to know that I never wear panties at the office. “I wish you were here in the conference room to enjoy this in person,” she added and hit send.
Roger looked up and noticed Gretchen was looking at something under the table, figuring she was on her cell phone again. He made a mental note that he would have to remind her that he was doing her a favor by letting her work at the office. If she continued to disrespect him in front of his staff, she would have to find somewhere else to work. It did not matter if she was the daughter of his wife’s boss. He certainly did not like how she played with Ferris either, as it was not part of the agreement. It would probably be better for everyone if she had another job, he thought to himself. Quickly catching himself off guard, he focused back on what he was saying. “And one more thing before we get to weekly goals.”
Standing up, Roger quickly assessed the team he had at the table before he spoke again. They were a good mix, and with his latest addition, he would have the entire age range covered. He was glad to be welcoming the youngest member to his selling team, knowing Gretchen would never get into actual sales. She was nothing more than a decoration, and he found himself hoping she would become tired of pretending to be helpful and finally leave the company.
“I have found a new team member that will be joining our sales team on Friday. Tim Morrison just moved down here a few weeks ago from Northern Georgia. At twenty-four, he has already got a Master of Science in Marketing from Clemson University. Selling insurance seems to be a natural thing for him since he’s put himself through college. He’s studied and done some selling in each of the four general areas we provide here at Regal Life,” Roger announced, watching everyone’s reactions. “If you can welcome him, I know we’ll be able to fill in the vacancy left by Leon’s moving up.”
Jennifer wrote down his name, trying to keep her professional facade. She was not enthusiastic about working with younger people in general, so she did not want to appear biased. If she were going to be the new lead, she would have to be able to work with everyone, Gretchen included. That was a fact already that she did not look forward to, as Gretchen usually kept to the company's men. She looked over at Gretchen and saw her smiling at her cell phone. Rolling her eyes, she tried hard not to imagine what the girl was distracting herself with now.
Gretchen glanced up as Roger described the newest member joining them but got distracted when her phone buzzed. She tried to hide her grin as she read Niccolo’s response, “I am sure I would enjoy that in person. Care to meet when you are done with work?” Gretchen stood up and excused herself from the room to make the arrangements with Niccolo. Nothing was going to stop her from enjoying a new playmate and an addition to her list. As she opened the door, she smiled at Roger and gave a cutesy wave. She was not worried about Roger because she knew that she would be able to handle him tomorrow when she was back in the office.
Jennifer noticed Gretchen’s quick exit, her blonde hair bouncing around as she waved and possibly winked at Roger. In her mind, Gretchen was becoming a hindrance and not help as she was doing less work and more flirting and flaunting. Forcing her thoughts back to the ‘new guy’ news, Jennifer hoped he would be focused on work and not just some hotshot looking to mix things up. She opened her portfolio and prepared to make her presentation as Roger sat back down.
“So, we start with Jennifer this week.” Roger looked toward Jennifer and smiled. “Ready when you are.”
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