Thank you all for your comments on Chapter 1 of this series along with your patience.
Note: Thank you to WA001 for his assistance with editing this story.
Please enjoy and your comments, both good and bad, are much appreciated.
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I pulled into the parking lot for my job just moments before I needed to clock in. If I hurried, I would be able to clock-in and be on time and not be considered late. Just then, I heard my phone ding with a message coming in. Picking it up, I checked my messages and saw there were a few from my sister. Opening them up, my eyes went wide in shock as I saw first my sister in some skimpy underwear blowing kisses at the camera. The next picture was of her winking at the camera as she was biting her nail and her bra had come down showing one of her lovely breasts. The next picture was a reflection from her dresser mirror of her thong covered ass as she peered over her shoulder. The last one was a picture of her pussy, fully exposed as her thong was moved off to the side, as she was spreading her labia open so I could look deep inside of her.
No matter how hard I tried not to be, I was hard as a rock. I then heard another message come in and checked it and it was a message saying,
"Just thinking of you and wanted to give you something to think about when I can't be by your side."
I thought for a second and then responded back to her, "You are an evil woman! How dare you make me hard before work! You will definitely be punished for this later."
Getting out of my car, I headed inside the restaurant and went to clock in. Unfortunately, I was about fifteen seconds late and the system wouldn't let me login as it came up with an error. 'FUCK' I cursed in my head as I knew my manager probably put this shit on my login so he could yell at me for being late. I heard my phone ding again as I forgot to silence it. I checked the message and again it was from Myra with a message,
"*giggles* Yes Master. I can't wait to see how you punish my naughty pussy,"
along with a couple emojis that were blowing kisses and winking at me.
Not giving a shit for getting in trouble, I responded back, "Not now Myra ... I have to go deal with my asshole manager for being late." I silenced my phone and headed to the back to talk to the asshat.
I am going to add a side note here stating that I will only refer to my manager as my manager (or other bad names) and never by his name as he is the biggest asshat I have ever met and if this was the Gladiator movie or some other fight movie where I could legally kill him, I wouldn't hesitate. Just wanted to add that so you didn't start to ask why I kept calling him 'my manager'. Now back to the story.
So I went back to the office and there was the little douchebag sitting there playing on the computer. I saw the screen before he minimized the window and like a putz, he was looking at porn at work. I already knew he had a small dick, sometimes you can just tell which guys have to compensate for their small dicks, but the girls still flirted with his pervert ass so they could get away with whatever they wanted.
My manager was about my height with short black hair that he spiked up. He always wore way too much cologne and drank way too much. He had gotten too touchy feeling with one of the servers one night after work and I heard her big ass boyfriend had punched him in the face giving him the shiner he currently had around his eye. Personally, I felt like punching his other eye just to make them match.
I knocked on the door, but he ignored me for a minute before turning around in his chair with a smug look on his face. "Well, well, well. Look whose late again," he said.
I wanted to say so much more, but I held it back, "Actually, I was only fifteen seconds late today and I have never been late before today."
"Oh? Well ... Frederick!" he responded with my birth name, just another reason I hated this puss bucket of a man, "According to the system here, you have been late every day for the last two weeks," he said pointing to the screen.
I looked down at the screen and I was clocked in anywhere from five to fifteen minutes late each day, though the seconds were always set to zero so I could tell they were set manually, "That is fucking bullshit! I have only been late once and that was today!"
"Well ... since you take time to officially start working, I had to adjust your time." He then signed a piece of paper and handed it to me, "Sign this and I will allow you to stay here."
I took the paper from him and it said I was being reprimanded for being excessively late and if I were late again, I would be fired on the spot. I crumpled up the paper and threw it at his face, "Quit being a pussy and fire me if you want me gone but don't you dare threaten me again!" I growled with my face only being a couple of inches away from his. I went to leave his office and stopped for a second turning my head, "Oh and I expect you to fix my hours to when I
actually
clocked in or you will be hearing from my lawyer and I will own this company and have you licking the shit off my boot for the rest of your pathetic life."
I left the office feeling a lot different. I hadn't been that forceful before but my experience with my sister that morning must have been rubbing off on me. Either that or something else was changing in me that I hadn't realized before.
As I headed to get to work and grab my dish tubs to get started on work, I saw the one girl that I thought could possibly rival my sister's beauty. She scoffed when she saw me and flung her hair at me. I couldn't help it and started to laugh loudly at her. Quickly turning around she walked back up to me and growled at me, "What the hell is so damn funny?"
"Oh nothing," I laughed before finishing, "Just that my girl is like ten times hotter than you and you are shallower than a kiddie pool."
"Do you really think that little high school slut could even compare to me? I could get any guy I wanted and I don't have to give them shit," she answered acting like she was the best thing in the world.
I laughed even harder at her, "Hell no I don't think that," I replied, "I traded up after that bitch couldn't keep her legs closed. My girl is a college hottie that would have you eating out of the palm of her hand before you even knew what was happening."
This time it was her turn to laugh as she turned and walked away, "There is no way you could get a college girl, especially with the little dick you have in your pants."
"You just keep thinking that bitch!" I replied though I kind of wanted her to think she had the upper hand now.
I saw from the corner of my eye she was shaking her ass just to tempt me but I ignored her. I had Myra now and was curious to see who her pets were. From what I knew of Myra, she would most likely have some of the hotter women and men she knew under her thumb. Just shaking my head at that exchange, I went back to work.
About an hour later, I was cleaning up a table when Beth, the bitch waitress that thought her shit don't stank, walked by and dropped a plate of food on the floor right next to where I was standing. As I went to say something to her, my manager walked up, "Frederick, make sure you clean up your mess."
"My mess?" I angrily responded, "Beth was the one who ..."
"Frederick!" my manger said in a stern voice, "Don't make me write you up for disobeying a direct order."
I could see Beth out from the corner of my eye as her and another server were laughing at the way this prick was treating me. Starting to let my anger take a hold of me, I went to grab a fork to shove it into this prick's eye, throat or even his tiny fucking balls when I heard something from a familiar voice.
"Don't you dare touch that plate my love," Myra said with authority as she walked up beside me. She was wearing a white lace blouse that had some gems on them and was transparent from below her breasts down to just below her navel. There was a little bit of skin poking out before her black skirt went from her waist to a couple inches above her knees. Her legs were on full display and she was wearing wedges that had her cute little toes colored with blood red nail polish. Her hair was down, as it mostly was, and it snaked its silky self-down her neck and into the valley of her breasts. To say it in one word, she looked like a freaking goddess!
"And who the hell are ..." my manager started to say dumbfounded before Myra put up a finger to silence him.
Before she said anything more to him, she wrapped an arm around my neck and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth which I gladly accepted. I moved my hand to her ass and squeezed, noticing that she wasn't wearing any panties, at least not the type that would cover any part of her ass cheeks.
When we broke our kiss, she smiled at me before turning to my manager, "You are not allowed to talk to my man like that worm!"
"Miss, I would like to ask you to ..."
"I said to shut your mouth or I will have it forcefully shut. Do. You. Understand. Worm?" she said as her face was inches from his.
I saw my manager clench his fist but before I could say anything, Clive, the bartender that looked more like a mixed martial artist or a professional wrestler, stepped up, "If you even try to raise a fist to the lady, I will put you in the hospital so that you are drinking from a straw for the rest of your pathetic life worm."
I looked at Clive confused and he winked at me. He always looked scary to me but was a kind man that was in his early 30s and was married. For some reason, he always sparked up a conversation with me and was exceptionally nice to me and mean to Beth, which I found funny as hell.
My manager backed down and bent over to pick up the plate and collect the food that he could with his hands and take them to the back. With Beth still watching, Myra turned to Clive first and gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him to get back to work and thanked him for all he did. What he said surprised the hell out of me as he replied with, "Yes Mistress." I saw a smirk on his face as he nodded and turned to go back to what he was doing.
I looked baffled at Myra who turned back to me and smiled, "What? I told you I had pets and some were put in place for a reason."
