THE SEVEN DAYS(Of Fantasy)
INTRODUCTION
The Seven Days are a collection of seven one-chapter stories involving fantasies and role-playing with a personal flavor. These are my personal wish lists that I wished I had lived out before I had gotten married. So sit back and enjoy.
MONDAY: Law & Order
TUESDAY: Mile High Club
WEDNESDAY: Forbidden Fruit
THURSDAY: Overlooking the Stereo Types
FRIDAY: Two is Fun Three is Never a Crowd
SATURDAY: Power of Trust
SUNDAY: Out in the Country
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“Why the glum face bud?” Asked Lisa, as her boss stormed into the office.
“ Can you believe it?” Growled Steve, “ I look after her, take her all over the place, and I catch hear cheating at the Rose Bud Pub.”
“Sorry, I thought you two were an item,” Lisa replied. “ Look on the bright side, at least you found out what kind of person she is now, before you guys got more serious.”
“Yeah, right,” Frowned Steve, “Thanks for your advice, you have been right on a lot of things. I just need some time to sort things out. Talk with you more at coffee time.”
Lisa smiled at Steve as he headed to his office. They had been friends for just over three years. She was his assistant ever since she started working at Ace Accounting. Steve had gone through numerous relationships, most never lasting longer than three months. Even though he was thirty-three and she was twenty-six, she had offered more advice and consoling over the three years that they had worked together. Steve had lots of money working for his Dad at the accounting firm, and it seemed that the only women he could attract were the greedy money grabbers.
“Lisa, what time is my appointment with Bill Carruthers?” Called Out Steve.
“He’ll be here at 11:30, you have plenty of time. His file is on your desk, and the last three business years are included.” Lisa yelled out back.
Steve chuckled to himself. Lisa was so efficient. He would be lost without her. She was the best accounting assistant he had ever had. She always thought ahead. She was like a sister to him as well. She always helped him through a lot of his personal crises. Steve read over the Carruthers file and was quite happy of the layout. He was up to speed and had time to kill.
“Coffee Lisa?” He asked.
“Thank you.” Came her reply.
Steve poured a couple of cups, and handed a cup to Lisa and lounged around on the chair outside his office. Lisa was finishing up the next project on her desk.
“Hey bud, I know the flesh wounds are fresh, but could I ask a favor.” Lisa asked him.
“Sure, ask away.” Replied Steve.
“Well, if you’re okay with it, I’ve got my Softball banquet and dance tomorrow,” Lisa told him, “I hate going alone, and was wondering if you would like to come along?”
Steve thought for a moment. He always wanted to keep his personal life and work separate. But Lisa was different. She was such a great friend, an advisor, how could he say no.
“Sure why not,” Smiled Steve, “ How come you haven’t got some stud under your arm already?”
“Sure Steve,” said Lisa sarcastically, “Just look at me, who wants to date the Goodyear blimp?”
“Oh, you’re too hard on yourself,” Steve told her, “You’re just curvaceous.”
Lisa did carry a few extra pounds, but the Goodyear blimp she was not. She was curvaceous with a forty-two inch chest, and pretty solid frame. Perhaps a pound or two around the tummy, but Steve always liked her cute smile and great personality. Lisa was also quite social with all the clients that came into the office.
“Yes well, all the guys seem to pick the Barbie dolls.” Lisa told him, “ Pick me up around five thirty, cause dinner is at seven.”
The rest of the day flew buy quickly and the weekend was finally here. Steve woke up Saturday and did some chores around the house. He did some maintenance work on the hot tub, and before he knew it, it was time to shower and pick up Lisa for the Softball banquet.
It was a casual affair. Steve wore a golf shirt and new blue jeans. When he arrived at Lisa’s apartment to pick her up, she too was in a light white silk top and blue jeans as well. Steve mused to himself how nice her big chest poked through the white blouse, and how nice her “few extra pounds” filled her blue jeans.
The food at the banquet was nice, as they had served a choice of Prime rib or ham. Wine was served at the table, and soon the DJ started up the music to dance to. Steve was impressed on how Lisa was so good on the dance floor.
“You’re a pretty good dancer.” Commented Steve as he opened the second bottle of wine.
“You would be surprised at how many things that I’m good at.” Slurred Lisa seductively.
“I bet.” Steve replied cautiously, not knowing where this conversation might lead.
“A lot of guys just don’t give me the chance.” Sighed Lisa, taking another sip of wine.
“I would give you all sorts of chances.” Steve replied, not realizing what he had just said to her.
“Well then, lets go back to your place for a swim in your hot tub then.” Suggested Lisa.