Waking up to one of Janie's texts was never a good sign, and Desdemona found that today was no exception. Her boss incessantly felt the need to text and call Desdemona outside of work hours about work-related issues.
"What the fuck?" Desdemona asked herself as she tried to get her phone to recognize her, still groggy with sleep. With a huff, she pushed her hair out of her face, opened her eyes fully, and finally got the phone to unlock.
"Won't be in again today - HUGE shipment coming. Make sure it's done by end of day! We got dinged on the report last night. What happened?"
"Fuck you," Desdemona said, rubbing her face and tossing her phone onto her pillow. Her hair got caught in her mouth, the seemingly endless pile of her wavy, brown locks incessant this morning, and she pulled it out in frustration.
Desdemona could feel her aggravation rising, and it wasn't even time to wake up yet. She had been roused from her sleep by the text a few minutes before she had to, and as the mere thought of closing her eyes again crept into her head, her alarm began to blare.
She lay there, eyes open, staring at the ceiling. The sound of the alarm began to fade into background noise, as another thought made its way into Desdemona's brain, the synapses slowly coming online and firing up.
What if you got Kat pregnant?
With a nauseated knot in her stomach, she flung the covers off herself, her body now drenched in a cold sweat.
"Alright, I'm up," she murmured, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. Her enormous and flaccid cock peeked out from the side of her boy shorts, which had rolled up her leg during the night, and dangled onto the mattress.
A strand of hair caught on the inside her lip, and she puffed it out of her mouth exasperatedly.
"Ugh!" She screamed, and pulled her hair back hard into a bun, overstimulated before her feet hit the floor.
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"Are you fucking kidding me?" Selena gasped, as she put her bag down on the countertop in back. "Why did she call out today?"
"No clue," Desdemona shrugged, "I woke up to her text and I didn't bother responding."
"You gonna be able to take care of all this today by yourself?" Selena asked incredulously, looking at the towers of boxes scattered across the back room.
"Kat should be here soon," Desdemona replied, and felt her stomach flutter as she mentioned the woman's name. "I'm more worried about you, you gonna be okay up front alone?"
"Girl," Selena said, and scrunched up her face. "You know I can handle things! I'll be alright."
The two women laughed, and as they did, a quiet voice chimed in from the swinging doors that opened out to the sales floor.
"Hey, so sorry I'm late!" Kat bashfully apologized as she came in, body hunched as if in shame and trying to look smaller.
Does she look...different today?
"Don't even, at least you're here! Unlike some people..." Selena said, smiling warmly at Kat.
"Wha-what?" Kat asked, confusion on her face.
"Janie called out again," Desdemona said, rolling her eyes. "And yeah, don't even worry about it, we're both late all the time. Place doesn't even open for another hour anyway."
"Oh, I thought I would have gotten to meet her by now," Kat said, frowning.
"Wait, you haven't met her yet?" Selena asked, eyebrow raised as she glanced at Desdemona. Kat shook her head. "Who interviewed you?"
"Uh, her name was Dr. Jelassi? She said she was the dean of..." Kat trailed off, trying to think.
"The Dean of Student affairs? That Dr. Jelassi?" Desdemona asked, eyes narrowed in confusion.
"Yeah, that sounds right!" Kat said, nodding.
"Girl, I'm just as confused as you are," Selena said, shaking her head as she looked at Desdemona. "You're the Ass Manager, you didn't know about this?"
Desdemona only shrugged and gave a 'beats me' face.
"Ass Manager?" Kat laughed, getting flush as she shyly smiled at Desdemona. "Seems appropriate."
Ass Manager had become the running joke between the two women. Desdemona hated being the assistant to Janie, so they took to calling the position Ass Manager behind her back on account of Desdemona having to constantly supervise and correct Janie's mistakes. But Desdemona could see behind Kat's sly smirk that there was a hidden connotation to her words.
"It certainly is," Selena giggled, grabbing onto of the large rolling carts loaded full of books. "Anyway, we could sit back here and gossip about her until closing. I don't want to keep us all here any later than we need to be!"
Selena rolled the cart out of the back, slamming it into the swinging doors in an obvious vent of frustration, and Desdemona caught herself checking out the curly haired woman's perky ass as it vanished from sight.
You fucking horn dog.
"So, uh, hey Dez?" Kat said after glancing back at the swinging doors, now slowly coming to a stop.
The curvy woman was dressed in a loose fitting grey hoodie, and had on black yoga pants like the day before. She bit her lip and toyed with the bottom hem of her sweater, and her face looked a little worried.
"What's up?" Desdemona asked, furrowing her brow in concern.
"You know how we, you know..." Kat said, raising her eyebrows and speaking quietly. "Did what we did yesterday?"
"Mmhmm..." Desdemona nodded, crossing her arms. She could feel a nervous knot brewing in her gut. "Kinda hard to forget," she laughed, trying to shake the feeling.
"I know, right?" Kat said, smiling dumbly as if lost in the thought.
"So...?" Desdemona tried not to sound impatient.
"Right! So, you know how you came in me?"
"Kat, I'm really sorry but can you tell me what's going on? You're starting to stress me out here," Desdemona replied, her voice raising in volume.
