Ben sat outside his bosses office knowing exactly what he was about to hear. He watched all week as people packed up boxes from their desks and wondered when it would be his turn. As the days went by and rumors of the company being bought spread around the office by the few remaining people left to spread them, he wondered if somehow he would be able to hold onto this position. Maybe senior staff were being held onto to transition the company. But when he came back from lunch today with the message at his desk to stop in and see the boss, he knew.
"You can go on in Mr. Johnson."
'Fired before the fucking secretary,' he thought to himself. He walked in the room and was greeted by the sight of his usually grandiose boss, sulking behind his desk lost in thought. He cleared his throat to get his attention.
"Oh Ben. I'll admit I was on another planet there. Trying to think about what the fuck I'm supposed to do with myself once I walk out of here today."
He had to admit it was hard seeing his boss down on his luck. "I take it you're getting the axe too?"
"So you know why I called you in here then?"
"I figured when I came back from lunch and I was pretty much alone in here that it was gonna be my last day. Besides a company folds and rumors spread like wildfire. So, I should probably head on out then. Anything I should know?"
"The usual. You'll get your vacation time paid out plus severance based on time served. Hold you over until you find something else. They offered me a gig up the corporate ladder but moving the family away is gonna be a hard sell. Anyway when I lock up the doors it'll be the end of the company as we know it. And I'll tell you the same thing I told everyone else. Take whatever you want as long as it doesn't have a power cord and isn't bolted to the ground."
Ben stood up, shook his hand and wished him best of luck. And he meant it too. For all the late nights, weekend shifts, and shitty corporate power moves, his boss had always been a man of respect. He hoped that would land on his feet.
But walking out to his car those thoughts were immediately replaced with a panic. He didn't know what he was gonna tell his wife. His kids were reliant on his income. His wife, wonderful as she was, didn't pull in much designing furniture for the locals and her website didn't add much traffic to her business. His daughter had enjoyed living off their generosity since failing out of college and his son was deciding between colleges. And if he had been in a clearer state of mind when he walked in the door he might've realized his anxiety was the reason for his anger.
"Natalie goddammit did you just sit around the house all day again? You have to contribute to this family! You're too damn smart to be this lazy!"
"What the hell Dad? You leave work early just to come and give me shit? Where is this even coming from? You know what, fuck it. I'll see you later."
Natalie stormed off through the door he just walked in and slammed the door behind her. Ben rubbed his temples wondering what he was thinking. Natalie was a young beautiful woman, tall and thin like her mother but smart like him. All he could ever think about was how she was wasting her life. But tough love had yet to do anything and taking his situation out on her was childish.
He took his shoes off at the door and walked up the stairs to his room. When he opened the door he heard the shower running. He took his clothes off and walked into the bathroom. Through the glass he could see the shape of his wife taking a shower. The sight still made him flutter. He met Deb when he was in college and they immediately hit it off. She was 5'10'' but he liked tall girls because he stood at 6'3''. 'A perfect match when I'm in heels,' she would say. Her body was tight when he met her, flat stomach, perfect B's, and to this day she has hadn't lost a step. He watched her in the shower for a second before her sweet voice rang out through the steam of the room.
"You just gonna stand out there or are you gonna come in?"
He opened the sliding door and stepped in and she grabbed him.
"I heard your little tirade down there. Everything okay?"
"Long week. You wanna hear about it?"
"Not until we take care of this situation." She ran her hands down his body and grabbed a hold of his growing member. He remembered his dad making a joke about size being a Johnson family tradition and wondered if he actually knew about his 'above-average' size but as his wife squeezed his length he let the thought slip from his mind.
She squeezed him and he leaned in and kissed her hard. He ran his hands down her body and stopped at her tits, giving each nipple a squeeze and hearing her moan each time before sliding down and grabbing her ass. He slid his hand around the front of her body and pushed his fingers into her waiting pussy.
"You were ready to go already huh?"
"I'll admit I don't usually take an afternoon shower to clean up. But since you came home you can take over for the shower head." He pushed her back against the shower wall and slid his cock into her. Normally he was a fan of a slow build up but he still had a little anger in him from blowing up earlier and so he sped up right away. She matched his moans as he pounded into her.
He let himself take over and went as hard as he could. She started screaming into his ear and continued screaming as he clinched up and shot his load into her. She felt herself closing in on her orgasm and with him still inside her she powerfully started rubbing her clit and grabbed his arm as she came.
"I guess you'll actually need to clean off this time."
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As Ben and Deb got dressed he told her about what had happened. He told her about the job, his worries about their financial situation, his frustration about feeling lost. The whole time Deb never let it get to her though. She knew Ben had a way of making things work. It was what she liked best about him. He would complain and vent and maybe even yell, but before things got really bad he would have a plan.
"Look, we have money saved up. You'll still be getting a check from the company. Natalie doesn't cost more than some carrot sticks and an unlimited texting plan. And Mike is getting a full ride somewhere. Hopefully he'll choose state and if he doesn't then we still have nine months to figure out how we'll help him wherever he goes."
"I guess I should've just talked to you right away instead of freaking out on Natalie."
"She's a big girl. And she probably needs a boot in the butt every now and then." Deb walked over to Ben and gave him a hug. She took his hands into her own, "Plus you can use those handyman hands to help me around the house." Ben laughed and she knew he was feeling better.
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Mike laid in bed with his girlfriend Becca's head laying on his chest. He was killing time with her but his mind was on the game tonight. He came too after she nudged him in the ribs.
"Were you even listening to me Mike!"
"Of course, something about college and all that."
"You're lucky you're getting a full ride because the only other thing you're good at is bullshitting." They both laughed and as it died down she starting sliding her hand inside his pants. He quickly grabbed her at the wrist.
"You know we don't fool around before a game baby. You can't wait until tonight?"
"That is such a weird and dumb thing. Like you won't be able to play well because you shot your load 4 hours ago. You do realize we fuck like three times a day too. You think for some reason there's a difference between getting it up again for me and getting it up for the big game?"
"All good points, but rules are rules. Call it superstition." Mike got up and Becca rolled off of him but she slowly crawled over to him.
