Please read "A Strange Day Parts I & II" before reading this story.
By the time Oscar returned to work on Monday his headaches and dizziness were gone.
He hadn't tried to do very much with his new found powers. The truth was, whatever it was that was happening to him scared him to death! Things like this just didn't happen in real life.
Oscar wasn't terribly religious but he did believe in karma; and he didn't believe that frivolously using these powers that had been suddenly bestowed upon him would make for good karma. Instead he decided to slow things down a bit and to try at least figure out how it worked.
As he walked to his cubicle in the middle of the large office space that his insurance company leased, he saw several people looking his way. They watched him and whispered to each other behind their hands as he passed. By the time he reached his desk the whispering had reached a sibilant buzzing that permeated the whole floor.
He looked around nervously as he hung his hopelessly out of style plaid jacket on the hook and swallowed. He hated being the centre of attention!
He sat down hurriedly, turned on his computer and tried not to listen to the hushed voices as they speculated on where he'd been the last few days. He put his elbows on his desk and laid his chin on his upturned palms as he watched his computer monitor come to life.
"Hi Oscar," a woman's voice said from behind him.
He turned with a start and saw Melanie, the receptionist looking him over. She was in her late twenties and looked like she had probably been a cheerleader in her high school days. She had that fresh-faced look with her blonde hair tied into a neat ponytail and the lithe athletic body that most women would kill for. He knew also that her attractiveness stopped at her outward appearance. She was as ruthless as they came and had mastered the art of office politics. He had been the butt of jokes and rumors both started and perpetuated by her more times than he liked to remember. The expression she wore now told him that she was hungry for a tidbit she could throw into the office gossip circle.
"How are you feeling Oscar?" she asked, looking almost sincere.
"Okay I guess," he said. He averted his eyes from her and stared at the floor between them. He could never look her, or any other attractive woman, in the eye for very long.
"I heard you had an accident of some kind," she said with a shark-like smile. "Were you hurt?"
"No, I...," he stammered. "I'm okay. I just had, you know, headaches and stuff."
"You were gone for three days!" she said. "All of that time off just for headaches?"
He mumbled a little bit and went back to looking at his computer monitor. Melanie shuffled her feet, waiting for him to say something she could use. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and frowned.
"I'm only asking you know," she said with a scowl.
She stomped away muttering and Oscar breathed a sigh of relief.
As much as he wanted to talk to someone about what had been happening to him lately, he knew with certainty that Melanie was not the person to do it with. In fact, he wasn't really friendly with anyone he worked with. Instead, he kept it to himself as he did with all of the things he would have liked to talk to someone about.
As his computer finally came to life he began to review some of the files he'd been working on the previous week. For all that Oscar might have been socially backward and unable to make friends anywhere, he knew his job and he did it well. By ten o'clock he had caught up with the backlog left on his desk and was now looking for new files to work on.
He decided a trip to the bathroom would be a good idea and stood from his desk and looked around the room.
With everyone busy at their desks, no one was staring at him as they had done when he walked in that morning. He began to worm his way through the warren of cubicles toward the bathroom.
The bathroom was next to the reception desk at the far end of the room and he'd made it all the way to the entrance without being noticed until he passed Melanie's desk. He was staring at her from behind as he usually did when he walked this way. As unpleasant as her personality was, Melanie was definitely a girl that men looked at and Oscar was no exception.
When he was about ten feet away from her she spun in her chair suddenly and gave him an icy stare. Oscar stopped in his tracks and swallowed nervously again. He absently adjusted his tie, a striped thing that didn't seem to match anything he wore, and she narrowed her eyes and sneered, knowing that she looked good and that every man she met wanted her.
She stared hard at Oscar and chuckled as he shrank away from her gaze. Oscar had no spine. She knew it and so too did everyone in the office. He was doomed to be an office gremlin for the rest of his life, a nobody who did other people's work for them and who never fought back when kicked.
She sneered again, knowing that sooner or later she would be his boss. All she had to do was continue sucking Ted's cock from time to time and making him believe that he was the best lover she ever had in her life. He would eventually give her everything she wanted.
Oscar looked down at the floor and walked with as much dignity as he could muster. He could feel her unfriendly eyes on him and the back of his neck burned under her wicked stare. He was positive he heard her laughing wickedly as the bathroom door swung shut behind him. He paused in front of the large mirror and blinked, tugging slightly on his short sleeves and beginning to breathe heavily.
He went to a stall, dropped his pants and sat on the toilet. He put his head in his hands and sighed heavily as he tried not to think about Melanie. He supposed he could have her if he put his mind to it. After all, he'd had sex with three women last week that would never have given him the time of day before his accident. Now he knew all he needed to do was think about it and Melanie would strip naked for him and take his cock in her mouth until he came. But he didn't want to do that. It wasn't that he didn't want to fuck her. He did. Any man would want to. He just didn't feel right about taking her the way he knew he could.
After he finished on the toilet he picked up his pants and fastened them. Then he opened the stall door and stepped up to the sinks and washed his hands as he stared at himself in the mirror once more.
He was more relaxed now but he hated the way he looked. He was overweight and balding and his glasses made him look exactly like what he was; a middle aged insurance adjustor who spent too much time at a desk and who had never been important in his life.
He sighed again and left the bathroom only to see Melanie whispering to Leslie, one of the other good looking office girls that Ted Mullins liked to surround himself with. If the rumors in the office were to be believed, Ted was screwing both of them. What no one was certain of was whether both girls each knew about the other.
In fact, Ted had fucked the two of them together many times. Both Melanie and Leslie were happy to swap spit with each other and even lick each other's pussies if it meant more leverage in the office for them.
The two girls looked Oscar's way as he opened the door. Melanie said something Oscar couldn't hear and they both giggled loudly as they stared at him.
"Hi Oscar," Leslie said with a grin. "How's the headache loser?"
Oscar felt himself redden and he looked down at the floor as the burning in his face forced his chest to tighten.
"I think Oscar's been taking time off for nothing," Melanie said. "He wouldn't tell me why he was away."
"What would he do with time off?" Leslie asked with a smirk. "It's not like he'd do anything fun!"
The girls laughed again and Ted walked out of his office with a curious look on his face.
"What's going on out here?" he said sharply.
The girls quieted down but Melanie pouted at him causing Ted to blush slightly. He'd heard the rumors swirling around about him and Melanie but he didn't want anyone getting the idea that the rumors might be true, even if they were.
He frowned and saw Oscar standing outside the bathroom door and studied him the way a cat studies a mouse. He knew he'd told Oscar to take a few days off work and for the life of him, he couldn't figure out why he'd done that. He frowned again and took a few steps toward him
"Oscar, how nice to see you back," he said. "Feeling better?"
Oscar nodded dumbly and tried not to look at the reception desk where the girls were watching him. They knew Ted and they could tell he was going to give Oscar a good dressing down for being away from work.
"Why don't you come in to my office for a moment," Ted said. "There's something I want to talk to you about."
The girls tittered openly and Ted shot a venomous look their way. They both put innocent looks on their faces and managed to stop giggling for all of a few seconds. Then they started snickering again and Ted shook his head and gave up.
