(Now this is a true story and as Sherry [fictitious name] told it to me she replied to my having to write fiction with 'truth is stranger than fiction'. I know her from church and I know she attends evening services on Wednesday often. She has even got her husband to attend services on a Sunday. Read all she told me.)
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Sherry was one of four kids when she was born. She had three older brothers so she had no shortage of male influence as she grew up. She fought with them, laughed with them and discovered life along with them. She was a slim attractive brunette when she came of age with stunning blue eyes. All through public school she had to compete and learn the hard knocks of life often seeking advice from her mother or her brothers since her father was absent much of the time working.
She did have the little girl problem of 'puppy' love for her father. She would do anything for him but his absence was beyond her ken. She didn't understand it but accepted it as a bitter pill of life's. By the time she was eighteen she had completed two year's of business college but had done little in the way of socializing. She had observed two of her older brothers marrying but one had gotten a divorce while the other was separated. They both had children so they were not good examples.
She remained an observer rather then a participant in the dance of young love. She dreamed of the handsome knight in shining armor but did little to hurry his arrival. In school she fended off undo attentions while excelling in her studies and became known by her teachers as a very dependable and industrious student.
She had romantic attention because she was so attractive. It had started at a very young age and from one of her brothers but her mother had stopped that in the bud and the lad involved got a stern lecture. In class a few students and at least one professor had made advances. She had seen how indiscriminate sex had ruined two of her brothers' marriages and with their lessons in mind had sought to behave herself.
And so she arrived on commencement day with a business diploma in her hand and an empty ticket for a sex life. She enrolled for a one year accountancy course with the business college and set off for her holidays. She accepted a position with a local accountant's office for the summer to learn her trade.
On day one she met her boss, Mr. James Lansdowne and fellow accountant Ellie in the offices of Lansdowne & Associates, Tax Consultants and Accountants at precisely nine o clock. She entered and saw them rushing away from a central table while adjusting their clothes. She greeted them with, "Good morning."
"What? Who are you?" asked Ellie sitting quickly behind the counter as receptionist. Mr. Lansdowne hovered in the door to his office listening.
Sherry smiled and said, "I guess I'm the new receptionist. I'm here for the summer to learn accounting. My teacher told me it had all been arranged."
"Good, you can have my place." She waved her fingers at the rear door, "Hang on Jim, I'll be right there."
The handsome employer stepped back into the office. "I think you better give her some orientation, Ellie. After that you might come back to my office for dictation."
Ellie started right in on her, "That's our boss, James Lansdowne and you will meet his sweet little wife, she comes in a lot." She giggles, "I think she's jealous of us office girls." She gets up from her seat and offers it to Sherry. "She's Polynesian, I think. or maybe Hawaiian. I don't know, they are all the same. She never comes in this early. I doubt if she's up yet. Seldom does anyone come in this early so you surprised us." She grins.
Sherry lets it slide and says nothing. She lets on she didn't hear her. Quickly Ellie explained how to answer the phone and gave her some elementary paperwork to prepare then said, "I must run now. Jim is waiting for me to do some dictation for him. When we're done I'll explain some of the other duties around here that you'll have to look after. Later." and she slid away towards the back office.
Sherry was thinking, "OMG, what did I get into?" She settles back to get some work done but couldn't help hear the commotion in the back office. Again she thought, "OMG!" The phone rang and she answered it. She took a message for Ellie to call a Mr. Anderson re his tax carryovers. She marked it on an office memo for Ellie. She noticed makings for coffee and thought to put on a pot.
She smiles as she makes the coffee. The sounds of moaning, giggling and grunting from the back office reminds her of home on a Sunday morning. She can recall early sessions on a Sunday when her mother yelled out, squealed and mock complained of her father's actions when they were having sex. Those were the sounds and now as she recalls, those were also the odors that emanated from their activities. She hopes his wife does not come in unexpected.
She settles back listening to them and feeling an itching need to go to the bathroom and relieve herself of her puffed up pussy. She mulls to herself, "I may still be a virgin but I'm not dead yet." She gently and gingerly touches her body down between her legs. Just then comes a quickly muffled cry from the back office. It is followed by the sound of flesh striking flesh so she figures it won't be long now. There's a female cry and male grunts in a flurry then all is quiet. Sherry smiles and nods.
Soon Ellie is going over duties with her at a desk that she has designated as hers. She says, "Candace won't be back, I don't think. I imagine he had you in mind to replace her. We'll just box up her personal effects and have them ready for pick up. You can do that to start. That should keep you busy the rest of the morning." She takes her message and retires to her desk. She picks up the phone and gets busy.
She waves at Sherry, "Open that front door and air it out in here. We are now open anyway."
Sherry props the front door open and smiles to greet other morning shoppers. Other merchants watch her and a few approach, "Hi there, are you new with Lansdowne? I saw you come out of there."
"Yes, I am with them for the summer. I'm Sharon Thompson but I prefer Sherry."
"Oh, you're from the school. I think that's where Ellie came from and Candy as well. I wonder where she is this morning."
"Who, Ellie? Oh, she's inside on the phone. Busy as usual, I guess."
"No, I meant Candy. I guess she's not working today."
"I don't know, I haven't met her yet." Sherry didn't want to get involved in a discussion about her fellow employees.
"You'll like Candy. She's a cute bouncy blonde of about five foot and about your age. I'm sure you'll like her." She studies Sherry, "You have the most precious eyes, my dear. Such a clear blue with your dark hair and lashes. Most attractive."
"Well thank you. I do have to run. I have work to do, I was just opening up." she runs away inside. She thinks on things, "Everything seems to have some sexual edge to it this morning. I don't think it's just me either. I can feel it in the air. I hope it doesn't bode ill for me on this new job."
Near noon the "bouncy blonde" comes in to pick up her effects and declares she's getting married. Mr. Lansdowne and Ellie both offer congratulations so Sherry joins in. She does wonder how Candy knew she was getting married when she put in her notice. It never occurs to her she might have had another reason to quit. Mr. Lansdowne even produces a bottle of bubbly to drink a toast to the new bride and her man.
"All very civilized." Sherry thinks to herself but she detects an undercurrent of wariness between Ellie and Candy. She wishes she knew more about the two of them and their pasts. She tries to stay out of the way and goes for lunch as soon as she can.
She dines with a friend. "How do you like it? Did they put you right to work? How many people work in their office? Did you like them?"
"Whoa, slow down. One question at a time," she laughs low in her throat. "I met the boss and he's very handsome... BUT married. And you will never guess what?"
"So tell me. What are you ordering? I think I'll just have a burger. Do you plan to get fries? They are fattening, aren't they."
Now she's confused. "I think I'll have a hot sandwich but no fries. I have to think of my girlish figure." she laughs. "And a coke."
"So tell me."
"Tell you what?"
