T Minus 5 4 3 Ch 03

Holy shit! He looked! Not once, not twice... THREE TIMES. So what if it was just a quick glance. That man was a fucking robot- a stonewall of discipline.

It was hard to keep my cool but Patty was adamant about that. Despite my normal M.O., I played it off like I didn't notice...as if I had no ulterior motives. As if I had no sneaky, so so sexy intentions.

I bounced down to my car and off to the gym. That part wasn't bullshit - ALWAYS STAY FIT was my motto. My perfect day would be shopping, a hard workout followed by a ahem HARDER WORKOUT with my man... then more shopping.

I glanced down, my sparkling tits glistened under the tight Shein solid, backless sports bra ($8.39 but worth every penny for the way that spandex hem pushed my tits out even more). Maybe massaging the Best Day Ever Glitter Body Illuminator (Wet N Wild $7.98) all over the gals was a little much but I knew it'd draw just enough extra attention to help catch his eye. It was a little trick I'd picked up from one of the older gals during my thankfully brief stripping foray. It was perfect to accentuate and show off what Patty told me to: GREAT CLEAVAGE.

And I doubt he'd notice the lotion enough to wonder. It was obvious he'd never been in a strip club. So cute. He'd be so thrown off by the unexpected sight, he won't be catching any details.

Plus it felt so great putting it on in the bathroom before our little encounter. I got damp thinking about my master plan & rubbing lotion all over my giant tits.

Sllllliddddeee.

I had to resist the urge to masturbate right then and there. I needed to be on edge myself to encourage those primal, animal instinct vibes.

Best Day Ever indeed though. I hit the gym hard and had a great workout. I was so focused for once in my life, I didn't waste my time flirting with the gym bros.

If I have my way, today won't be my best day ever for long. Tomorrow will be... then the next day... then the next...

**T-Minus 4 Days**

I took a quick look in the mirror. Pretty similar outfit to yesterday. Same skirt in fact- I love to shop but gotta work with that damn limited budget. I picked a different top though. Shein plain white slim fit short-sleeve fabric tight too.

It was pwhite like the blouse, but no buttons. It offered full coverage so it looked professional or at least like a girl trying to be professional. But fit pretty snugly and had little white ruffles going down vertically. Hard to describe, shit just google it if you want to know. At $9.09, it was perfect for just what I had in mind on day 2.

I could pass it off as trying to be professional even though it wasn't. Hey, I don't know any better at my first corporate job lol. But it definitely didn't hide the girls... the girls that Sam couldn't keep his eyes off yesterday! Yep, today was going to be a VERY GOOD DAY. Best day ever again?

"NO NO NO... you blew it on the first day doll!" Patty was incredulous.

"What are you talking about?! Where you even listening?! I did just what you said, GREAT CLEAVAGE. And I had 100% plausible deniability- I was just (airquotes) going to the gym after staying late to work hard (airquotes)."

Patty shook her head, "well, it was nice knowing ya. Sure I said GREAT CLEAVAGE but I also said EASY FUCK. i.e. NO DRAMA. All you did was bring drama - going into his office 4 times? Crying for pete's sake?? He doesn't want to deal with that shit? You've gotta come off like you're the chillest, sex goddess in the world. The easiest, most fun thing in his life. Completely different from his stressful job, the ebbs and flows of marriage. Keep the crazy in until he's hooked."

"Shit, you're right. It's just I was so eager to get started & I didn't know what to do. I mean you said I only had a week? That's not much time!"

"You probably have less than that now. Yesterday was a pyrrhic victory if that-"

"A what?"

"A short-term win but a long-term loss. So the fuckin boss looked at your tits. That happens all day, every day over America. La de fuckin da. Once he gets his wits about him, he'll have someone else fire you & get back to his sweet little life."

"Fuck, I didn't think of it like that."

"Of course, you didn't sweetie."

"It's just... you didn't see the way he looked. I mean I don't think even he knew. Like he was so hungry, like he was so drawn in..."

"It's true what they say: youth is wasted on the young."

"Well now that's true. Just look at my brother Matt. The fucking golden boy. The one my mom put all her attention into- her handsome, smart son. It's funny- as shitty as my mom was- she sure worked hard to protect that kid. She barely paid me any mind but Matt?

She was always on him to study, to stay off screens and video games, to do well. He was the chosen one. I've never seen my mom more excited than the day Matt got into college. First one in our family. She was so proud.

But Matt fucked it up hahaha. Serves him right. That first semester away from home, he fell hard into video games. He was obsessed. He played them morning, noon and night. It was all he did. He quit going to class and flunked out.

Hey wait a minute - are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Patty smiled devilishly, "that you have a hot, younger brother you've been keeping from me?!"

"Ewww...you're like the same age as my mom. Gross!"

Patty looked pissed, "Your mother?! Hey hey home wrecker, let's not go casting stones here. Don't bite the hand that feeds you, bitch."

I looked at her, I wish she was my mother. I'd only known her two days and already she was the most supportive woman I'd ever met.

I softened, "sorry, SIS. You've been so good to me, I don't deserve you. That's not what I was thinking though. I was just thinking about that hedges thing you mentioned earlier. We never really unpacked that.

How Sam's near impenetrable because he put all these hedges in place- barriers to keep him protected? What were they?"

Patty still not fully following me yet answered anyway, "Yeah hedges. I've mostly just heard rumors here and there. These aren't the official rules or anything but the company does have some policies for the men on that shit I think he started:

-never be alone with a female

-no overnight trips

-dress professionally at all times -

We should talk about that one," she laughed looking at my shirt.

"Hey hey, I'm just a naive girl trying to navigate this new corporate world. Is there something wrong with this full-coverage shirt?," I said in my most innocent voice.

We both cackled.

Patty continued, "anyway, shit like that. It all pretty much falls in-line with those company values you heard about yesterday."

"Yeah but those things all have one thing in common, Patty."

She mulled this over, "Hmmm.., so they do. Not surprising given the infamous little talk Sam always gives the younger guys."

"The talk?"

"Oh yeah THE TALK. Every year, he pulls aside the single guys and talks about how chastity is the key to a happy, successful life. I think he's too afraid to put that sexist shit in the official values since he never talks to the chicks- that damn never be alone with a female- but that all fits right in."

"I'm confused, chastity? Huh?"

Patty guffawed loudly, even slapping her knee.

"I'm not surprised you don't know that word! Chastity, like NO SEX outside of marriage."

I was shocked, "you mean once you're married? Like monogamy? I can see that- I mean FOR MY HUSBAND hahaha."

Patty shook her head, "Try NO SEX ever besides with your married partner. Sam swears its the key. It combines all those other values in a unifying way: be honest with your spouse, loyal to him or her and work hard to uh I guess fight those impulses."

I smiled big and laughed myself, "Maybe it's not over, my friend!"

Patty looked at me quizzically, "Now you've got me confused sweetheart and our 15 is up. I don't want my manager pissed off at me."

"Wait wait, just a minute. This'll be worth it and I really need your advice," I held her hand delicately. So glad to have a caring older woman.

She relented, "One minute, but you're gonna have to tell me more about that hottie brother of yours at lunch haha!"

I laughed, "Well, that's just it Patty. My brother! My mom spent all this time building that hedges shit around him. Keeping him away from all those video games shit even though he was wired to love them. Seemed like a good plan, maybe? But it was shit. He was so sheltered, the first time he got out on his own he was overwhelmed. He fell so hard, became so addicted. Talk about habits! Had she exposed him so, he would have been a little more prepared. A little more used to the temptation that would come so he could resist it and..."

Patty furrowed her brow, "And you're saying Sam's the same? You're saying he's put all these hedges in place that actually have over-sheltered him?"

"Well, I mean look at those rules. What do they all have to do with? What is he so clearly protecting himself from even if he's not aware of it? I mean a man who's only fucked his high school sweetheart doesn't have a clue what he's missing."

Patty shook her head, "Yeah I'm sure you & your fancy education haha have the great Sam all figured out? I'm sure he's a closeted sex addict, just waiting to let it out his whole life when the right slut comes along HAHAHAHA?"

"Ok ok, laugh all you want. But you didn't see the way he looked at me yesterday. Like a little boy in trouble, like a little boy hiding something. Don't get me wrong- I don't think he even fuckin realizes it... which is why everything just might not be lost?"

"Well that's one hell of a theory, I'll give you that. Shit what the hell? You're fired in a few days anyway. You want my advice? Just go all fuckin in. If you're what saying is somehow true, you have to rip the band-aid right fuckin off. You have to overwhelm him like your hottie brother was. Shit, it won't work but it will be fun for me to hear all about hahaha. But remember what I said: NONE OF THIS DRAMA SHIT. You've gotta be easy, easy, easy."

I laughed, "Mand-EASY used to be my nickname.

We both laughed and laughed until Patty's manager walked in looking pissed.

I went back to my desk, my mind racing. I noticed Sam was in but he'd gone out of his way to avoid me all day. More evidence for my case lol. I pretended to work but I wasn't going to get any shit done after my talk with Patty. What the hell, no time like the present?

I got up and walked confidently to his office. The large corner office that was conveniently removed away from everyone else- Sam likes his privacy to think I'd been told.

I leaned on the door, "Hey Not the Boss..."

I just let my words dangle off as I pushed my chest out just a hair.

A few seconds passed and he looked up. With no question to absentmindedly swat away, he had to address me.

"Um oh hi.". He seemed a hair nervous, how cute. "Did you uh need something?"

I smiled, his eyes clearly avoiding me. "Oh, I just wanted to apologize again. For starting off on the wrong foot."

"Its fine, fine. No harm, no foul. Thanks, just keep working hard-"

"And for bumping into you yesterday- so clumsy of me. I can't believe I almost bowled over the boss on the first day!"

He was clearly growing uncomfortable at my relaxed presence, "No apology needed."

I let the words hang in the air, just standing there. Finally, the awkward silence made him give me what I'd come for. His eyes drifted up ever so slightly. So fuckin cute.

A quick glance at first, then back to his computer. Barely a second passed before they glanced again. Thanks mother fuckin nature and those primal urges. They paused this time, feigning eye contact. But a girl knows.

I kept my mouth shut, in no hurry to let him off the hook. He took me in for a few seconds as my lips curled into a grin I knew he wouldn't notice.

I may be a terrible fuckin employee but I know how to fuckin shop. This top was perfect- almost professional so it had some deniability but oh so tight. My tits looked like fuckin melons in this. The wavy ruffles just added to it- they were distracting enough to excite the eyes and confuse the eyes. It was hard to really judge depth or how big my tits were in this shirt. You could just tell they were big. That mystery just made guys want to stare more- wondering how big they are, taking them in more as they tried to figure it out- but most importantly, giving their rational mind a plausible excuse to keep staring as if they were solving a problem and not just staring at my giant tits. Long enough at least to buy enough time for their irrational uh other head to take over.

But Sam wasn't going to fall easy. He visibly shook his head, as if shaking out some cobwebs. His eyes went to mine for real this time.

"I'm sorry, is there something else?"

I giggled, shaking my chest as I did. His eyes darted back down.

"Oh no, I was just admiring your LARGE office."

He looked sheepish, "Yeah, oh uh I'm not into stuff like that, its just someone had to take it."

I smiled confidently, feeling in control for the first time as he squirmed, "No apology needed, Not the Boss. I love it! In fact, I - WOAH!"

I paused as he looked at me confused. I stayed silent until he took the bait.

"What was that?"

"Oh nothing, I shouldn't."

I stopped there and let the awkward silence do its work.

"No, what?"

Hook, line and sinker.

"I guess honesty is the best policy," I beamed. "I just had a vision or a visualization."

"Huh?"

"You know where you see an image that gets stuck in your head. One you can't usually get out until it happens. You know guys who play golf all the time do ital- visualize the shot you want then it happens."

"Oh, I don't play golf... expensive & takes too much time and..." he was babbling as his eyes wandered again.

So fuckin ripe, I laughed.

"Not GOLF. An image just flashed before my eyes of me kneeling under that desk giving a man the ahem job of a lifetime!"

Sam looked like he saw a ghost! He opened his mouth but the words didn't come out.

I kept going, "Sorry but you asked. Honesty is the best policy. Its just a little fantasy of mine and I never noticed how big your... DESK is. That must be why that image flashed."

He stayed silent, frozen in place.

"Like I said, I shouldn't but you asked. Don't worry, it wasn't you-" screw that honesty shit- "You and I probably have VERY DIFFERENT backgrounds is all."

I took a step into the office as he remained like a deer in headlights.

"I guess we just don't see things the same way- I see a big old desk and all I can think of is getting under it..."

"Hey Sam, we got more info on Jans-" Robert stopped talking abruptly as he walked in.

Sam pulled it together but his voice was weak, "Oh great, uh thanks Robert. Perfect timing, Mandy was just leaving. We were just covering the values talk."

I smiled and brushed past Robert. I could have fucking floated back to my desk. Did the great Sam just tell a little white lie after staring at my tits while I fuckin spelled out my plan?

I knew the next 24 hours were going to be critical! The race was fuckin on! And I was going to need my pit boss to help...