It was typical of me to do something nice for the women in my office on holidays, especially Valentine's Day. I wasn't the office boss or even any sort of manager, just a guy who liked to do small things out of the kindness of my heart to make the people around me feel a little better about the day. I worked for a small advertising consulting company in the suburbs of Chicago called Catenger Marketing. I was in the office most of the year, handling office operations and creating slide presentations, while most of the other men were out presenting to current and potential clients. All of the salesmen were also managers of the office, which didn't make much sense because they were hardly ever there.
You are probably thinking that there is no way I would randomly do nice things for the women I work with, unless I had an underlying agenda. Some of you are maybe you probably think I am gay. Or, maybe you actually believe that I am genuinely nice guy. Well, all those opinions may change once you read my Valentine's Day story of moral dilemmas and questionable decisions.
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On this particular Valentine's Day, I stopped at a local supermarket on my way to work to grab several individual roses and some chocolates. I arrived at the office about an hour before starting time, so that I could anonymously place a yellow rose and some chocolates at each woman's desk for when they arrived. The clerk at the supermarket's floral shop informed me that yellow was a good neutral color because it was a symbol of friendship, otherwise I would have just bought a bunch of red roses. I gave a flower and candy to all 10 women that worked in the office; Betty, Linda, Faith, Bethany, Karen, Gina, Melissa, Tammy, Jamie and Alison.
Betty was the secretary to the entire office and the organizer of all in-office events. She was a grandmother of two, probably in her early to mid 60s, and her husband was a retired dentist.
Linda and Faith both worked in the financial department. Linda was the accountant and Faith was the financial manager. They also acted as the human resource department for the company as well. Linda was divorced, probably in her mid-40s, and a mother of three teenage children. Faith, also in her mid-40s, never married yet was very free spirited and easy going. Many of the other men in the office believed that she was a closet lesbian, but I didn't agree.
Bethany was the assistant to the financial department. Basically she answered phone calls for Linda and Faith, and helped out with all the paperwork. Bethany was an attractive woman in her early 30s, married and mother of a two year old girl.
Karen and Gina worked in the computer department as technical support for the office, as well as assistants the two male computer programmers. Karen, 28 years old, was the mother of two boys and engaged to an older man that was not the father of her children.
Karen had many attractive features, but never quite lost the weight that she gained during her pregnancies. Gina was fresh out of college, 22 years old, and still very wild in her ways. If ever we would meet for happy hour, Gina was the one who planned it. She was petite and cute with a smoking hot body. She was a bit of a flirt around the office, but I think it was more flaunting so she would get her way. Gina dated a football player from her college who was actually expected to be drafted into the NFL later that year.
Melissa, Tammy and Jamie all worked in the operations department with me. We were basically assistants for the six salesmen and a support team for all of our clients. Melissa was 28 years old and recently married. She had a 'girl-next-door' cuteness to her, but her obnoxious behavior made her unattractive to me. Tammy and Jamie, both 24 years old, were best friends since high school. Both women were very pretty in similar ways and they had almost identical personalities. Many people used to mistake them for being sisters. However, the glaring difference between the two was Jamie's enormous DD tits. Tammy was hired by the company first, but within a few months, she convinced management to hire Jamie. I don't think it took much convincing when Jamie came to her interview with her boobs smashed into a tight V-neck sweater. Back when Jamie started with the company, all the guys in the office would drool at the sight of her, but I would do my best to be a gentleman about it. Before I knew it, Jamie and I started dating. After a few months, we both realized that everything about the relationship was sexual, so we both agreed to break it off before it made it too awkward for us to work together. I was just happy knowing that I was the only person in the office that got to see her massive jugs naked…many, many times.
Then there was Alison. She was the owner's daughter who worked at the office part time while she finished her final courses to get her bachelor's degree. Alison was beautiful in every aspect. She had the most gorgeous facial features, sparkling hazel eyes, amazing bright smile, bronze toned skin and long curly blond hair. She was tall, to me anyway, being only 5'6. She was about 5'9. Her body features were thick and strong, curvy in the right places. Alison was the same age as me, 26 years old. Our birthdays were actually within a few days of each other. She had a great fashion sense, always wearing clothes, accessories and jewelry that perfectly accented her body. Her personality was just as stunning as her exterior beauty. Despite completely different backgrounds growing up, Alison and I shared a lot of common interests. The heartbreak of it was that Alison was 3 years married to a young successful real estate entrepreneur.
As everyone started to arrive between 8:20 and 8:30am, I wondered around the office to slyly get a glimpse of everyone's reaction to their gifts. Typically, all we ever did was stand around and bullshit for about the first half an hour of work anyway. The first reaction of most of the women was that the presents must have come from the owner or president of the company. I wasn't one to boast about my kindness, so I just played along and acted like I did not know who left the Valentine's gifts.
After several minutes of chit-chat, everyone finally dispersed to their office or desk. As soon as I sat down at my desk, I immediately received an instant message on my computer screen from Jamie…
JamBurk82: Thank u so much for the beautiful rose and chocolates!!!
TomFMorgan80: What makes you think it was me?
JamBurk82: Because u r the only 1 sweet enough in this office to do so.
TomFMorgan80: Well, you are very welcome. I just wanted to remind everyone that V-Day isn't just for lovers. I like to put smiles on all my friends' faces. Keep this between us, I want everyone to keep guessing who they were from.
JamBurk82: OK. U r way too cute. Nicky is a lucky girl. Thnx again.
Within five minutes I was bombarded by instant messages from most of the women, thanking me for the gifts. Some of them actually came to my office to thank me in person. I knew that Jamie wouldn't be able to keep the secret, but I didn't mind, I liked spreading some joy throughout the office through a simple act of kindness. It was a nice change from the monotonous crap we endure day in and day out.
Since Alison was part time and her father owned the company, she sort of had the luxury to show up and leave as she pleased. Around 9:45am, I heard Alison walk into the main entrance, saying hello to everyone along the way. A bit of nervousness set into my mind. I had a little more of a surprise hidden for her than just a rose and candy, so I was a little concerned for how she might react. It was not necessary for her to walk past my office to get to her desk, so I sat there in anticipation. I could hear her drop off her coat and hand bag at her desk, then make small talk with Jamie who she shared a large, open workspace with. My heart was racing until the moment Alison finally stepped into the doorway of my office.
