This is a story of fantasy and not to be taken seriously. One lesson can be learned. Never trust your husband's boss!
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Bob Prescott had finally received his Masters in Engineering when he was 24. He was especially adept with Problem Solving and computer-aided design (CAD) software which enabled him to create 3D models, 2D drawings, and schematics of designs. Convincing prospective employers of his qualifications was another matter. After two years of answering want ads and sending resumes, he was finally accepted at a prestigious engineering firm in Atlanta. Thank God, his wife had been able to support them until he got a position.
Bob was nervous and apprehensive the day of his interview. There had been so many disappointments from others, from promises not kept to outright lies of why he couldn't be hired. One of the most common was that he was over-qualified and they couldn't afford what he would expect. Arriving promptly on the minute, he was ushered into the office of Henry Wazman, by a very young and pretty secretary.
Bob shook hands with six foot, 200 pound man of middle age. He was getting grey around the temples, but seemed to be in excellent shape.
After introductions and he had been seated, Mr. Wazman said, "Robert, call me Henry and I'll call you Bob, Is that okay? I have went over your resume and am impressed by the recommendations of your professors. We have a personnel department to handle employment, but, I handle the engineers myself, since you will be working directly under me."
After an hour of questions and answers, Bob was no longer nervous. He was interested and surprised at the knowledge Mr. Wazman seemed to have. Mr. Wazman seemed to be equally impressed with Bob.
Henry wrote on a sheet of paper and pushed the paper in front of Bob. "Here is what we are willing to start you with on a one year contract. After one year, your salary will be negotiable based on your performance and ability. If you are satisfactory at the end of the year, you will be expected to sign a five year contract. One thing you must understand, if for any reason, you decide to leave our company, you cannot work for another engineering concern for the life of the contract."
Bob looked at the piece of paper and saw a six figure wage written down. He gasped in surprise! That was twice what he had been willing to accept. "This is very generous and I gladly accept. My wife is tired of supporting us and I know she will be happy, also."
Leaning back in his chair and clasping his hands behind his head. Henry said. "Professionally, you are very qualified, but, what about personally? A man's personal life is as important as his professional. Now, I need you to tell me about your home life, your wife, any problems or obstacles that may come up. Your wife and the relationship you share is critical. On that desk in the corner is a bottle of brandy. Bring it and two glasses. Pour yourself a stiff drink and relax."
Doing as asked and taking a hefty swallow of raw brandy, Bob didn't know what was expected, nor, where to begin.
Henry said. "Before you begin, do you have any pictures of your wife in your wallet? It says on your resume, you have been married three years and she is 24, but, no other information. I want to hear what you have done together since the day you were married. In this business, I need to know my employees, really know them."
Handing three photos of Liz to Henry, Bob was suddenly embarrassed. "My wife's name is Elizabeth, but, everyone calls her Liz. As you can see, she is wearing a bikini in one of those pictures and she is four inches shorter than my five-ten. She'd kill me for showing that photo. She is a CNA and I met her when I visited my mother in a nursing home. A CNA is at the bottom of the pay scale, but, it has kept us going until I could find employment."
"Well, no need to worry about that anymore." Smiled Henry, "Your wife is very beautiful. For being tall and willowly, she has exceptionally wide hips. My mother used to say those were baby making hips."
"My mother said the same thing." Laughed Bob. After drinking the glass of brandy and sipping on another, he was relaxed and much more at ease.
"Are there any problems at home?" Asked Henry. "Is your sex life satisfactory? Either of you have a wandering eye, that might cause problems later? Divorces are a messy business."
"Liz and I love each other very much and everything is more than satisfactory in bed." Bob replied.
"I remember when I was first married. After three years, we were getting bored with each other and began trying adult movies, even relating fantasies to each other. Harmless things, but, it put spice into our lovemaking. Have you reached that point yet?" Inquired Henry.
Bob thought Henry was getting awfully personal in something that didn't concern him, but, he really needed this job and decided to answer. "I have a collection of very explicit magazines. We enjoy lying in bed and looking at the pictures before and during lovemaking. Like you said, it puts a little extra excitement in the moment."
"That's wonderful! I'm glad you have been honest with me. Let me call my secretary in here and get the contract signed and notarized. There will be a check as a signing bonus to tide you over and get you relocated. My secretary will give you the address of an apartment complex that has openings. I'll expect you a week from Monday to be here and ready for work." Said Henry.
Three months later, Bob and Liz had relocated from Montgomery and life had become routine again. At least, Liz no longer had to work, but, she was dying from boredom. Not having friends or relatives in the area, she spent her days watching soaps on television.
Bob had settled right in with the other engineers and seemed to have found his niche in the hierarchy of the office. Henry stopped by almost every day and talked a few minutes. He always asked about the little wife at home. Bob had solved an especially difficult problem for a high profile corporation and was congratulated by Henry for a job well done.
A couple of days later, Henry handed him a packet of papers. Henry told him. "I have taken the liberty of reserving a cabin for you and your wife this weekend at a club North of the city. Your co-workers are permanent members and so am I, along with some very influential members of the community. This club brings a lot of business our way and can help your career. Take the packet home and discuss it with your lovely wife. I'm sure both of you will agree to try it out and become members yourself."
