Two days! One Night! That's all it takes to fall in love, to feel the greatest lust on the face of this earth and in the universe. No I am not over exaggerating. I was having the worst month of my life. Everything seemed to be going wrong and I hated myself for not dealing with it well.
"Kaye what's wrong with you, this letter you typed for me has errors, so many damn errors, I swear you must of been fucking drunk!" yelled my boss, Mike, through his office door. Loud enough for the entire building to hear I'm sure.
I calmly walked to his office, because I am that type of person, I don't get overdramatic around others.
"Geez Mike, did you have to yell that loud. I am not drunk nor was I drunk when I typed that, I am just having a bad week." I pleaded, although I said a week, it had been over three.
"Aww, poor fucking lesbian, if I knew you were straight I'd make you suck my dick right now!" he smirked at me. I knew he was a jerk and I didn't want to work for him, but I had no choice. Everyone in town knew I was a lesbian, what the heck was I gonna do. Job after job they closed the door on me and wouldn't hire me because of my sexual preference. What a bunch of crock right? It used to be simple to get a job, but lately more and more people have begun to hate lesbian and gays. They ask you about it on your application, and if you answer falsely you'll have to hide it the entire time you work there. I wasn't ashamed, I refused to lie about my preference.
Anyway I lost it right then and there, "Damn you! I've tried to be polite but this has gone too far, don't ever say that sort of thing to me in this office or any. I am not a bitch, take your letter and stuff it up your ass, I quit!"
Now you know I am not the type of person to get overdramatic, but it is absolutely necessary when you are quitting a job, to humiliate the boss, especially if he humiliates you first.
As soon as I got to my car, a 2000 Mustang convertible. Red of course! I was near the breaking point. I hadn't cried for some time and this incident was trying to make it happen for me.
Just before I started to burst into the tears, a beautiful lady, long legs, revealed tummy and juicy lips, appeared at my car door.
"I heard what happened up there with you and the boss man," she seductively announced through my window.
"Who are you?" I asked a bit, if not a lot curious.
"I'm just a friend." She looked deep into my eyes and leaned down practically inside of my car.
"Have I seen you before?" I backed away a bit nervous. I knew some pretty aggressive woman, and I wasn't about to trust anyone I didn't know.
Although she did look really HOT! Her green eyes took my breathe away, as I saw them revealed when she moved closer.
"No, I don't work in this office building, I work at the one across the way. Word gets around fast, in this part of town," she licked her lips and seemed to be asking me with her eyes and body language if she could come around and join me in my car. I am very affluent with body language. I looked at her quizzically, handing her a slight smile.
"It's nice for your concern, but I'll be quite fine, I am not incompetent, I'll find work again quickly."
"It's not that I'm worried about. I know you've been having a terrible few weeks, in the social and professional setting. I'd like to offer you a getaway."
"How do you know I've been having a bad month?" she seemed psychic, it wigged me out.
"I know, I've been watching you for some time. I really really want you come over to my home for lunch, right now." her body was begging me!
"Right now? Shouldn't you be at work?"