She spent early Saturday morning clearing out her desk and moving her things. She wanted everything in place come Monday morning. She told Mindy and Shay that she had been promoted, in a sense, leaving out the fact that she was officially whoring, hoping she would be able to put a stop to that aspect of her new position.
In celebration, she let them get her drunk.
Best girlfriends being best girlfriends, they wanted to get her laid, at any cost to the first hottie that looked her way. Not wanting to tell them she had gotten laid, twice in as many days, she was running out of excuses to convince them she did not need a man to celebrate her good luck.
"Annie you need to grow up and accept that as a woman, you have needs that if aren't satisfied, make you one hell of a bitch." This from her best friend, Mindy.
"Seriously Anise, if I were into chicks, I'd fuck you just to give everyone at the office a break." From Shay the one woman who had made the rounds through all the unmarried men at the office. Twice.
She told them both to shut up and ordered another drink.
When the drinks arrived, Mindy and Shay ran off to the ladies' room. Feeling like she had been thrown to the wolves, Anise sipped on her Black Velvet and coke.
She also thought about her new boss, and what her new job might require of her. She had been sent an e-mail with a proposed pay increase from H.R. There was also a memo attached with her expected traveling duties, as part of her role as personnel assistant, along with a minimum stipend for necessities that matched her old weekly salary.
She would, in effect, be rolling in money. All she had to do was apparently keep her mouth shut and her legs open.
When the girls returned, they were not alone. Having found a couple of guys that were too tempting to pass up. Shay and Mindy then spent the rest of the evening all over their impromptu dates. Anise decided she felt dirty watching them. And just a bit horny.
Especially when Shay shouted, she had lost an earring and disappeared under their table to find it. She was "looking" for it for 10 minutes. Jason, her "date" was making some interesting faces. Shay finally reappeared, wiping her mouth, only to say she had not lost her earring after all.
By the time everyone was ready to leave, Anise knew she was too drunk to drive. Alone in her car, wanting to go home, but unable to drive, and unwilling to pay for a taxi, she picked up her phone and called the last person she wanted to see.
"Ms. Drake, what an unexpected surprise. Considering the hour, how may I help you?"
"Mr. Andrews, not only is it the weekend, but it is late, and I am slightly... intoxicated, so for tonight, let us be on a first name basis. Especially since I am about to ask you to give me a ride home. I am not calling at a bad time, am I, Cain?"
The silence on the other end of the line had her squirming in her seat. She could always call Mindy or Shay to give her a ride home, but she did not want to feel like a third wheel, or worse, a voyeur.
"Actually I was on my way out. I can swing by and pick you up."
Cain was thrilled at the way his name sounded on her lips.
She was so surprised he said yes, and quickly gave him the address of the club in whose parking lot she was stranded.
By the time Cain arrived, Anise wished she had just driven home after a strong cup of coffee. She was beginning to have doubts about agreeing to go anywhere with him.
