*~A fair warning, this story has some SJW (social justice warrior) scenes it in. If you don't like things too political or liberal then I suggest you move on because unfortunately this isn't the story for you. For the one's who stay, I hope you enjoy. And feel free to give constructive criticism.~*
Tired, I walk into my new empty house a little after two in the morning. My flight was delayed by four fucking hours and I couldn't get a car so I had to take a Lyft with inflated prices at this hour and I don't even have a bed. Plus I have to be to work in six hours. I kick the door closed and locked it making it to my shell of a room and plopped down on the mattress on the floor clothes and all.
Jolting awake I groggily look at my phone wishing it would die. I get up and go through the motions to getting ready for my first day of work. Looking around I put at the top of my list of things to do was to get furniture. Maybe I shouldn't have sold all my stuff before I moved. But I guess that's what I get for being cheap and not wanting to pay movers to transport all my things over here. I'll just ask around at work to see if anyone knows of a good furniture store.
Arriving at my office building and it's quite impressive. It takes no time to get my badge processed. The receptionist points me to the elevators and quite frankly I'm nervous. I am 33 years old and have been doing this job for some years and I have been with this company since I've started my career but now I'm in a new state with new people that don't know me or my quirks. Childishly I hope they like me. I step off the elevator on my floor and I'm immediately greeted my a leggy blonde. Her blonde hair cascades down her back and caresses her face on the right side. She has your typical playboy look to her; tall, busty showing just enough cleavage to be tantalizing but not enough to be unprofessional, and long smooth legs with her skirt resting in the middle of her calf.
"Mr. Reeves, nice to meet you. I am Chloe your assistant and I am glad to see you!" she exclaims reaching out a hand.
"Nice to meet you as well." Shaking her hand I notice she has clear blue oceans for eyes.
"So if you'll follow me, I'll give you the breakdown and show you to your office." she turns and I keep pace beside her.
"Here is your company phone. I already synced your calendar with it and all of your upcoming meetings, deadlines, etc. I also have my number in there so you can have access to me anytime you need me." she turns her face slightly to me with a small smile. "And this is your office. I was told to tell you to feel free to decorate it as you please. This is your desk phone which will mostly likely ring nonstop everyday so don't say I didn't warn you. My desk number is programmed in there." she reaches over to show me since I went to go sit at my desk. I can clearly see down her shirt in my peripheral and I'm trying my hardest to not be a perv and look. Don't look. Do not look.
"Your phone also has an intercom that directly talks to me and you can ring me whenever you need me. I'm here for your pleasure so please don't hesitate to call if you need help with anything." she looks me in the eye and straightens upright.
No more cleavage for me. I wonder if she knows that everything she said was very sexual? I should really be paying attention because her mouth is moving.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" I say apologetically.
She gives me a small laugh, "I know it's a lot to take in but I'll be here with you every step of the way. Do you have any questions for me?"
"Uh no I think I got it from here. Thank you Chloe." I stand up to walk her to the door.
"Oh wow a gentleman. That's a plus." she smiles and then exits the room.
I let out a long breath. Goodness she can talk but she sure is gorgeous. Too bad I made a rule for myself to never date coworkers. I have seen way too many blow ups to even think about dating a coworker. Plus she's my assistant no less. Very cliche.
Not even five minutes after she leaves, there's a knock on my door. I get up to see who it is.
"Hey Mr. Reeves, my name is Daniel Bomer. You can call me Dan. I'm the one you have been messaging back and forth for these past couple of months. How's everything?" He's maybe a few inches shorter than me with brown hair, hazel eyes that are kind of off putting and has an unnervingly symmetrical face. To anyone's standards he is a handsome man.
I perk up remembering all of our conversations. Mostly business but he seems like a great guy through emails. "Yes, I remember you. You can call me Axl, none of this Mr. stuff man." We shake hands like old buddies and I welcome him into my office.
"I was stopping by so you could put a face to a name and to tell you we got a meeting at eleven o'clock on the financial floor. Also this Saturday, they are throwing you an office welcome party. I didn't want you to be too surprised if surprises weren't your thing."
Shocked, I check my phone and yup the meeting is there.
"So by your reaction I'm guessing Chloe didn't tell you?" he asked cautiously.
"No. No she probably did but I guess I just dazed is all." I said not trying to get her in trouble because she very well could have told me but I was too busy not trying to ogle her breasts.
"That one is a looker, so I understand." he laughs. "Do you have any questions?"
"Not work related, but are there any quality furniture places around here?" I ask trying to hurry and get a jump on decorating my house.
"It's your lucky day! My roommate has her own interior decorating business and her portfolio speaks for itself. Here's her card. Have your assistant send her an email. I should really tell her to pay me for advertising her business like I do." he finished with a laugh and a small shake of his head.
"Thanks man I appreciate this." My desk phone starts to ring. I go around and press the blinking button.
"Mr. Reeves you have a call on line two. It's a Mr. Furkaw." she butchers his name.
"I'll see you at the meeting, yeah?" I ask Dan.
"Sure thing. See you there." he turns and leaves.
"Thank you Chloe, I'll switch over. But for future reference, his name is pronounced Furukawa." I quickly switch over to talk to a long time client of mine.
Surprisingly the day went by lightning fast. I was expecting to be eased into my new surroundings but fast was fine with me. The day was over before I knew it. Hearing the tell tell ding of an email on my phone, I check it to see it's the interior decorator Dan recommended. My eyes get wide at all the questions and documents that she has sent. Sighing I make my way back to my computer to read and answer everything. I wait a beat and immediately get a response saying she can definitely accomplish my request by this Thursday but she'll need me to sign waivers, leave her a key and to also ask if I had any special requests. I email her back with my small request and it's set. I know I have reached peak adulthood when I'm happy to have my house fully furnished. Well not technically fully furnished, I only asked to have my bedroom, master bathroom and kitchen done by Thursday but if I liked the results then I will have her do the rest of the house.
Walking out my office I'm surprised to see Chloe still at her desk. Convenient but surprised nonetheless.
"Hey I wasn't expecting you to still be here?" I ended it as a question for an unknown reason.
"Yes Mr. Reeves I leave when you leave and I come before you come unless you want us to come at the same time." her almond shaped sensual blue eyes look up at me from her desk.
"You can call me Axl, Chloe. But you can leave when all the other assistants leave. I usually won't stay this long but I needed to handle some personal business." I don't know if it's just me but she uses a lot of double entendres.
"Oh I don't mind. It's my job." she states while packing things in her oversized purse.
"All right just know it's your choice to stay and wait for me because I don't require you to stay. You have a life so please don't stop it on my accord." I hold my arm out to escort her to the parking deck.
"I will remember that, thank you."
We have small talk and she is rather pleasant to speak with. Making sure she got to her car safely, I move towards the exit to call yet another ride share for hopefully the last time.
It's after eight when I make it to my destination. I use my key to enter my parents' house and see my mom sitting up on the couch with her arm supporting her head and my dad sleep with his head on her lap. They're so cute.
I gently wake mom up and her movement wakes dad up. "Axl Ray when did you get in?" she says excitedly and shoves dad off her lap to give me a hug.
"I got in early this morning but had to get to work. Did you not get my text messages?" I hug her back.
"You know I don't read those things." she says scoffing.
"She's old, she can't see the small letters. That's what I get for marrying an older woman." dad laughs avoiding moms aim to his arm. We hug and I realize how much I really missed them.
