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"Really guys, I just want to thank you once again for all the hard work you've put in over the last few weeks. I know you've had to deal with a lot of changes this past month and I'm the first to admit, I'm not always the easiest person to work with," Susan laughs, as if it's a joke.
Boy that's an understatement!
I think to myself.
Jake and I chuckle politely.
"Seriously though, I really appreciate all the extra hours you both put in and for making me feel so welcome. There is no way we would have landed this account without your extraordinary effort, dedication and talent. Here's to the best team a gal could ever hope to have!" Susan is beaming and slurring her words slightly as she raises her glass to clink it against Jake's and mine.
She is definitely feeling no pain and takes a sip of her Martini after completing her toast. We've been at the bar for about an hour and a half and I believe this is her fourth drink, not to mention the two glasses of wine she had with dinner earlier in the evening.
It's odd to see the normally straight laced, slightly uptight design director, so relaxed and happy. Before tonight I didn't think she even drank alcohol. Shit, I would have suggested we go out for drinks much sooner if I knew they would soften her up this much!
Susan (not Sue, and definitely not Suzy, as she made perfectly clear when she first introduced herself to us) was hired by '
AD-on Creations'
to head up our design team a little over a month ago. She's a real go getter and very well known in the industry so it was a pretty big deal for a smallish company like '
Ad-on'
to recruit her.
Not only did she bring with her, her expertise and drive for excellence, but also an impressive list of clients. Right away we got an opportunity to pitch to a heavy hitter and we just finished busting our asses wowing them with a killer presentation.
We wrapped up our meeting at 3:00 pm and received an unofficial call from the head of their advertising department (a close personal friend of Susan's) two hours later, letting her know that we were a lock to land their account. There were drafting a proposal at that very moment and would present it to 'AD-on' within the next day or two. Susan was so delighted she insisted we celebrate after dinner.
"Okay ladies, please excuse me, nature calls!" Jake says with a chuckle as he rises from his seat, draining the last ounce of his third beer before heading towards the men's room.
As Jake turns away Susan leans over to me and says with a smirk, "He
sure
is cute! You are very lucky," as if we are just girlfriends hanging out and she is not actually my boss.
"Yes he is," I agree with her as we watch Jake's cute butt walk away and turn the corner at the end of the hotel bar.
The alcohol is really doing wonders to break through her normal stone wall of professionalism or I'm sure she never would have made such a comment. I catch a hint of lust in her voice and a bit of drunken sway in her posture. I watch her and smile, thoroughly amused, the way sober folk often find inebriated people funny.
Personally, I never get drunk and I never lose control, at least
not anymore.
I'm slowly nursing my second drink of the night. I learned my lesson years ago. Sure, I may have a couple of drinks and I'll allow myself to get buzzed, but I haven't actually been drunk since my wild days at university.
Jake and I met on the job and have been dating for a little over a year now.
I'm not
ashamed to admit that I've dated more than my share of guys over the past few years and this is definitely the longest relationship I've ever had. Not only is he super cute, but he's very talented and his wacky, inappropriate and offbeat sense of humor matches mine perfectly. Oh, and did I mention that he is
abso-fucking-lutly
awesome in bed!
Susan takes another sip of her drink. She is smiling, but I sense a touch of melancholy behind it.
I focus my attention back on her. "How about you? You dating anyone right now, Susan," I ask nonchalantly even though I've been dying to know for awhile. I'd love to find out a little dirt on my new boss. She's normally pretty tight lipped about her private life. The only thing I've heard from office gossip is that she went through a messy divorce a few years back.
"Who me, no, no, I'm much too busy," she answers matter-of-factly, but I sense an undertone of regret. "I really haven't had an opportunity since my divorce."
I take a beat to process the implications of what she just said. She's been single now for almost three years. Has she really been alone since then?
"Since your divorce?" I say surprised. "But that was years ago. You haven't dated
anyone
in all this time?"
Susan may be a little uptight normally, and can be a bit of a controlling bitch at times, but she is physically quite attractive and only in her early forties. I have no doubt if she applied herself she could easily have a number of suitors.
Maybe it's the alcohol or maybe I'm just feeling a little vindictive after having to put up with her shit for the past couple weeks, but I mutter, "Man, I could never live without sex for that long!" I say it as if I'm thinking out loud, but I definitely want her to hear it.
"I do miss that too," she says with a little laugh, "but it helps me to focus my energy into my work." She does her best to say it with conviction but I get the feeling she is really just try to convince herself that's true.
"Damn, I'd be climbing the walls after a month without sex and would't be able to focus on work at all!" I confide in her. "I don't know how you do it. What's your secret to a sex free life?" I laugh.
Susan giggles, "A good vibrator and access to the internet! Oh my God, TMI!" She bursts out laughing.
I'm shocked that she is being this open, and deep down there is a devilish part of me that's thrilled because I know she is going to feel pretty embarrassed in the morning! I'm really getting off on hearing that my normally robotic boss is a prisoner to lust and desires just like the rest of us.
I can't resist trying to push her for more details.
"I have to admit, I love watching porn too!" I lie. I never watch porn and think it's kind of gross actually, but I say it to bond with her, hoping she will confide in me. "Especially when I'm horny and Jake isn't around. What kind of porn do you like?"
Please alcohol do your thing! Tell me something juicy, Susan!
I can see her blush even in the dim lighting of the bar and on top of her alcohol induced rosy cheeks. "Oh it's too embarrassing! I couldn't possibly say. It wouldn't be appropriate!" she responds, but I get the impression that she is dying to tell me, she just needs a little prodding.
"Oh come on, we are both adults! It's just us girls. Nothing wrong with a little porn as long as it doesn't involve kids or animals, right!" I chuckle, playfully patting her arm.
"Oh God no! That's disgusting!" she says looking horrified.
She scans the room quickly, "Okay, as long as this stays just between us girls," she smiles wickedly. "Well, I guess my absolutely favorite thing to watch is fellatio, followed by threesomes, and I probably shouldn't admit this, I'm not gay or anything, but I find large beautiful breasts very erotic!" she says giggling like a teenager.
"What do you like to watch?" She asks me with happy curiosity as she takes another sip of her drink.
What should I say? Should I be honest and boring or say something kinky? Of course I already know that I'm going to try my best to fuck with her head! I'm so evil sometimes!
I chuckle and say, "You promise this stays just between us right? You can't even tell Jake?"
She agrees eagerly.
Actually,
I can't wait
to tell Jake all about this. He's going to crack up!
"Okay. Well I really love
