Authors Note: This is a continuation of a previous chapter. Please refer back to part 2 before enjoying this one.
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What had it been, three days since the fall? Five days? It was hard for me to remember exactly. My watch said it was Thursday, otherwise I wouldn't know. My state trooper and Tanya had both been working overtime to check on me. Tanya was seriously upset with me that I'd gone shopping alone. I can't imagine what she would have thought if she knew what I'd done with what was her name? Amanda? No Jenny! Amanda was the sexy thirty year old that fucked with me in the playground equipment. In my opinion, we were lucky we didn't get caught and arrested.
No, it was definitely time to get back to work. True I still had a little nagging headache, but I was getting used to it. Tanya insisted that I stay home one more day before she left last night, but what could she do if I was already dressed and at work? Tie me to my chair and make me rest?
I showered, shaved and did the rest of my normal morning routine well before seven and headed to the office. I was, as usual, the first one there. There were six of us that shared the office, three of us providing technical support and three sales support. I had the middle desk on the left of two facing rows of desks. Anna, a thirty-two year old electrical engineer sat to my right and Chris, a twenty-three year old mechanical engineer, like me. Well, not exactly like me. He was of course a LOT younger though he aspired to be like me when he got more experience. Across from me was Jennifer's desk. Jenny was the lead sales specialist, as she liked to be called. She was in her mid-forties and while she was starting to show some of that typical middle age spread, she was significantly well-endowed in all the right places. To her left sat Teresa, a little blonde bombshell that seemed to change boyfriends every few weeks. The last in our office was Brad. I had to say I didn't have much respect for Brad. He was going to an online college as a business major, but I had an incredibly hard time telling what exactly he was learning in college.
"What are you doing here?" Tanya snapped at me as she walked into my office. "I saw your truck in the parking lot and just KNEW you weren't paying attention to me yesterday."
"I did pay attention. I'm here, at my desk doing nothing strenuous at all," I answered.
She stood across the desk from me, wearing a nearly skin tight blue dress that clung to all her curves almost as if it were a second skin. "I'm gonna have Jennifer keep an eye on you then. I'd stay here and do it, but I have too much work to get done. But if I find out you're not resting down here, I'm gonna kick your cute ass all the way home!"
"Trust me. I'll just sit here and do my work. I was going stir crazy lying in bed."
She shook her head at me and then let her stern, almost angry face soften. "Hell, I can't stay mad at you," she said with a sigh before turning and walking away.
I shook my head at her unusual behavior and went back to working on my huge pile of e-mails. I nearly didn't notice Jennifer when she walked in. She stepped over to my desk even before going to her own, stepping around mine and gently rubbing my back. "You okay Robert? Tanya's been keeping us up to date, but it sounds like you've had a pretty rough time."
"Huh?" I asked, looking up from my screen and pausing at the cream colored satin blouse bulging out over her big tits right at my eye level before looking up at her face. "Oh. Jenny. Yeah, I'm fine. Tanya's just being over protective."
"I guess I can understand her being that way," she said softly. "She wants me to keep an eye on you, make sure you don't exert too much."
"Yeah. No problem. I'm just going to try to catch up on some of the problems in my e-mail first."
"Okay. Just make sure you do take it easy," she said, trying to be stern, but failing. "I'll be over here if you want anything."
"No problem," I said, turning back to my computer as she walked back to her desk.
I half heard the rest of the office come in while I was buried in a set of schematics for a system that was giving some trouble at a customer's site.
"Robert?" Jenny called from across the aisle.
I looked up at her and then back down at my computer screen, realizing it had been almost two hours since I'd even moved from in front of my screen. "Yeah?" I asked, looking back again.
"Would you be a dear? My monitor is doing that blinky thing again and I think it's that connector on the back of my computer that you fixed last time," she said sweetly.
"Oh. Sure," I answered with a shrug. Her monitor had been acting up for several days before she complained about it the last time. The fix was easy enough. I just needed to tighten the screws on the video cable. I'd be surprised if it loosened up again, but it only took a moment to check it. I walked across the space between our desks and then around hers while she rolled back to give me access down under her desk. I crawled under on my hands and knees to get to the back of the system. I worked under her desk and half flopped onto my side and back to free my hands to check the connector. I wasn't surprised it was still tight. "I don't see anything wrong down here," I said, turning as much as I could under the desk to look toward her.
