Playing with fire : Stoking the flames

Sunnyskys

It was a Sunday morning usual boring shift at work. It was my weekend to work. Nothing spectacular expected to happen besides having to smile and be available for holiday makers needing information on where to find something in our little holiday town.

The work phone rang. I answered the usual rehearsed greeting. "Are you alone?" He asked almost in a whisper. A million thoughts raced through my brain. "Yes Sir." I replied trying not to sound to eager for a visit. "Have you done the stock count yet?" he asked. "Not as yet, Sir" I tried to not sound annoyed with the question as the stock required me to be in the back storeroom and so I would only do that after my shift because I was alone in the office. As the boss he surely knows this. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" he asked. "That would be nice" I replied hesitantly. "How do you drink your coffee" he asked. Without a filter to my thoughts I replied "hand delivered by you" There was a silence. "Thank you" was his reply and the call went dead.

What was that?! I got up from my desk and picked up my cigarettes. I need a smoke break. Locked the office and put up my back-in-5-minutes sign on the door. Standing behind the office out of sight I lit. Deep in my own thoughts and enjoying my smoke when I suddenly felt like I was being watched. I turned and there he stood, coffee in hand. This is it... It is finally going to happen.

He placed the cup on the table. I stepped into the office and stood in front of him and opened my uniform blouse top button. He smiled and nodded to continue. I opened the next slowly and seductively. He stepped closer and slid my blouse off my shoulders. He grabbed my breasts and carresed them looking at the cleavage presented to him. "Take them" I said. He removed my bra effortlessly as I was unbuttoning his shirt and dropped it to the floor. I pressed my breasts against his bare chest as he whispered "we should not be doing this" I answered "I know".

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