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|My Madam And I (part Two) by topher052: 12:39pm On Jan 11|
My phone alarm kept ringing disturbing my deep sleep. I tried to reach for it in my subconsciousness but it was far from my grasp. I had no option but to sleepily get up. A leg crossed my face; i pushed it aside and sat up. Three naked white ladies where on the bed with me; one of them got dick. Bleep! How do I end up with transsexuals most of the time? This country is filled with them, you can hardly tell who's a real lady anymore.
I turned to the room that looked like it had just experienced world war 2 and stretched my aching body. The alarm was still beeping, I cursed it for waking me up from such a lovely rest. Then it was dawn on me! I looked at my watch, 8:30am!
I was the one who set the damn phone to wake me up by 7:30am the previous night before the club; before the pills. I hate Gabriel Smith, he got his ways of ruining my life, again he had succeeded in making me take three of that knockout pills knowing I have a presentation by 9am. I always knew he got an eye for my job.
Immediately, sprang off the bed, picked up my boxers, wore it horridly. Reached for my trouser and slide into it while fetching my sleeve top from the floor. In no time, I was in my shirt and trouser and was forcing a pair of my shoe in my foot.
" Where the hell is my stockings!" I cursed out loud.
There was no time to start searching for it, I wore the foot other foot without a stockings and rushed out with my briefcase.
The elevator was at the 77th floor, while I was on the 5th floor. "no time! no time!". I murmured and took the stairs, running like a deranged man.
I ran past the receptionist at the ground floor who called me back to check out properly. I shouted behind me. " got guest up there!".
I reached the car and discovered my car keys was not with me. " damn shit!".
Immediately, I ran back to the elevator, it just left. The second was still around the 41st floor. I had no choice but to use the stairs again, how I hate stairs! This time I was sweating profusely, skipping steps and falling at intervals.
Barged into my room breathing like one who just completed a marathon race. Scanned through the large executive suite painted in white with every furniture and sheets in white. There was no idea where to begin the search. I looked at my Rolex leather watch, it was 10 minutes to 9.
In the confusion, i rushed to the bed, turned the sheets. Then slapped the ladies in the bum. " get up! get up! Where's my damn car key!".
They seem to be too wasted to even open their eyes. I wasn't in the mood for play, so I slapped one in the face and shook her shoulders rigorously. She opened her eyes and looked at me sleepily. " where is my fucking car key?".
She pointed at the bathroom and slept off again. I shook my head and rushed to the bathroom and my searched the floor, bathtub and found it in the toilet. A flash of yesterday's event came to me when we had a party in the bathtub and I used my car as a price for who satisfies me the most. After the sex, I threw the key in the toilet when the ladies where trying to take it from me.
I wondered why I even thought of that. Then dug my hand into the wc and pulled the keys dripping with urine. Did a quick rinsing at the washing hand basin before rushing off from the room.
The elevator was just closing by the time I got to the hallway. " hold it! hold it". I yelled as I ran to it.
Just as it was about closing, I dug my hand in-between the small gap and it opened for me. I entered amidst three white men in suit, apparently going to work, two of the hotel workers and an old lady who kept stealing glances at me. I checked my time, it was five past nine. "Bleep!". The old lady looked at me surprisingly, shrugged and looked away.
I couldn't wait for the elevator to open before I jetted out and ran to my BMW convertible. Without further delay, i engaged the engine and drove off like i was being chased by assassins swerving through cars.
" Bleep! Bleep! How did I allow myself to sleep this much?"
A siren sounded behind me, I looked at the rear mirror. There it was. The delay of a life time. A cop was behind me, apparently coz I was over speeding. I wasn't ready for another waste of the time I'm fighting to regain, so I pressed harder on my throttle. The car sped up.
The car behind me was unrelenting. I kept pressing hard swerving through cars, narrowly missing scratch from adjacent cars and beating traffic lights.
There it was, my chance to get caught or die. A bus was coming from my adjacent left lane in front. I knew it would be a one out of a hundred chances of not getting crushed. But I pressed harder. This presentation was my life, I cant afford to miss these new clients.
The bus was getting closer and I was nudging towards it in full speed. There it was, my only chance. I pressed my throttle to the finish and zoomed past. It felt like the bus had already ran me over but it only brushed through my car's tail slightly. I gasp for air with my eyes opened in surprise, panting as one rescued from drowning.
Immediately I swerve through a lane at the left. That was how i beat the cop.
Now got to the office. Another skyscraper. I rushed out of the car packing wrongly. The security; a slim, tall Indian man yelled as I ran past. " sign in Mr. Mike!".
I rushed back and signed in. The man kept looking at me as though I had shit on my face. When I was done, he said. "there's a patch of saliva beside your mouth".
It was embarrassing. But i thanked him without showing how embarrassed I was and wiped it off running to the elevator.
On our way up in the elevator, i spotted a patch of what looks like dry semen on the zip side of my trouser, and the elevator opened almost immediately. I rushed to my office blocking the patch with my briefcase, ignoring greetings from my staff. my office , I moist a tissue paper with the water from an aquarium. Wiped off the dry semen but left water patch. It was better than having the previous. I quickly packed my dreadlocks backwards and knotted it with a red ribbon on my table and rushed to the conference hall.
There he was, my enemy my friend. Gabriel Smith taking my place, giving the speech that ought to be mine. An English guy in his early thirties. Blond hair, blue eyes, undoubtedly good looking and always smartly dressed. Today, he was in a gray Italian suit, pink sleeve inner and a pink tie. He looked so intelligent in his transparent glasses and speaking with such eloquence.
I badged in apologized for being late and moving towards Gabriel who had a mocking hint on his face. I ignored him and went in front where he was. That was when I discovered how horrible I looked standing before these well dressed people. I opened my briefcase to bring out my speech but almost caught a cardiac arrest when I couldn't find it.
" looking for something?". Gabriel whispered amusingly.
" no!" I said to him smiling and abruptly shut the briefcase.
I noticed Gabriel moved away when I spoke. He leaned closer and whispered to my ear. " watch the bad breath". Then moved aside for me to continue.
I took a deep breath and smiled looking confidently at the people waiting for me to make a huge flaws with my speech. Even my boss was winking me to give way for Gabriel to continue. I looked past him and began.
I finished my presentation without a projector, without my speech note and everyone and made a flop. The speech would have bought us a deal worth millions of dollars but I ruined it. I know Gabriel would be happy and pleased by now.
After the speech I ran to my office and my secretary was behind me as I went in.
Gloria Adams, a beautiful 23 years old, five foot three, dark girl with an impressive backside and admirable straight legs always shooting out from her mini office skirts.
She loves flirting with me and one day I levelled her from the back in my office after working hours; twice In the restroom, once in my car. All the time she left me wanting for more. But she wanted something I couldn't give, knowing where I live. I don't want commitment and so never took any lady home.
" you look like shit!". She said to me. " your grandma has been calling. I even called you severely you weren't picking your calls".
I sat on my chair and turned my chair to face the window. " did she leave a message?"
" she said she wanted to speak to you it's urgent".
I took up my phone and saw thirty-two missed calls, two text messages and four voice messages. I opened the missed calls, grandma called 22 times!
Grandma keeps telling me I shared a striking resemblance with my dad. Although I may look like him facially, but he was dark skinned and I'm very light in complexion with bold lips ; I'm chubbier while my dad was athletic. Aunty Ruth said I took after my mother whom my dad tragically murdered. What kind of a child's parents ends up killing each other?
" the new Director is around, and she's asking after you". Gloria's voice shook me off my monetary daydreaming with her hands on my desk looking with a cunning smile on her face.
" a she?". I asked, surprised we have a new director.
" yes. She's directors younger sister". Gloria replied standing erect with her hands folded and a warning smile on her face. " she's way off your class dude".
I suddenly realised I should have hit the bathroom immediately after the meeting. I stood up abruptly and said to Gloria hastily. " get me a toothbrush and soap!".
Gloria glared at me as though I have lost it. " where are you coming from!".
Before I could reply, a stunning, curvy lady in her late forties walked into my office in company of two of our logistic officers; Mr Howard Webb, a nerdy European and Jack Cash, a black man. She wore a black suit jacket and trouser, a blue inner shirt, black high heels shoes, her long blond hanging on her shoulders and had the exact resemblance with Shakira.
She was in front exuding confidence and charming charisma of a boss lady. These features completely entrapped me in so much admiration I remained motionless with my mouth opened.
" You're Mike?". You asked in a fluent British ascent
I nodded and shut my mouth. Gloria bowed and slowly left. The new director waited for Gloria to leave without taking her eyes off me. Like she could see with a third eye behind her head as Gloria entered her office before she continued.
" I wonder why my brother still have the likes of you working here". Then her face frowned. " why're you looking like this?".
I looked at my shirt and trouser, tried to defend myself but something about her presence paralyzed my speech.
" this company cant tolerate such rascality! What has my brother been doing!". She turned to the guys beside her and focused back on me. " I heard you're the best in the marketing team and you have been enjoying the benefits so don't say you are not properly rewarded and yet you cost us money today and last month! That's not good for our reputation!".
I noticed she wasn't putting on a wedding ring while she was scolding and wondered why.
" this is your last chance Mr Mike!". She blotted.
I looked up with my heart beating.
" i have a job for you and you must hit it before 12 noon tomorrow. I want positive answer! Will send details to your mail". She said and turned immediately to leave with the men trying to keep up.
I sat down wondering what happened to Mr. Samson, our Director. I stood up and decided to pay him a visit In his office knowing fully well he may even slap me for the lost I made.
I got to his office, but he was with some guests. I walked to the table of his secretary, a slim German girl with red hair and almost ice white skin . She hardly could look me in the face while talking. Today she was in a yellow flower gown and red lipstick. Her big transparent glasses never left her eyes for no reason.
" why is he leaving?". I asked her.
" heard he's retiring". She replied looking at her laptop screen.
" without telling us?"
" he plan on doing that today after work". She said and looked disapprovingly at me.
I caught her. " yeah. bleeped two blonds and a transsexual last night. Over slept". I said with a nonchalant smile.
She flinched in disgust and focused on her laptop. I grinned and walked back to my office.
The next morning I was at the reception of the company my new director wanted me to visit. The secretary sat with a magazine covering her face chewing and pulping gum.
I have been waiting since 9am and it's almost eleven. I called the lady; a black girl in pink chiffon sleeve top with a white butterfly collar seated. Her hair was cut low and her blue lipstick sold her off as slutty.
" please. Can you remind him I'm here waiting?".
She eyed me and pulped a bigger gum that covered her lips, then continued her chewing and reading.
I knew I had to flirt my way through, from the look of things she may be a strong headed individual. So I stood up, beaming my charming smile.
" what's that you're reading... Fashion!".
She eyed me and continued.
I pulled down the magazine down a little with a finger so I can see her face. " no wonder!". I said beaming my charming smile at her.
" no wonder what!". She barked.
I ignored the tone in her voice and continued. " no wonder you are such a good dresser".
I noticed she fought back a smile and continued her chewing. I then suspected she may like me but wanted to act uninterested. So I pushed harder.
" I wish I could see you stand. I love black girls!".
She smiled briefly and switch over to her self.
" what's the name of the perfume you're wearing?".
She looked at me sternly and dropped the magazine. " why are you disturbing me Mr.? Please go back to your seat, my boss wouldn't like seeing you standing this close to me!".
I felt like my pride was hit by a truck. But I didn't let it show. I just smiled and said. " it's okay, just trying to complement you. Coz you're really beautiful".
" thank you! Please go back to your seat!". She said stiffly.
I slowly returned to my seat wondering what her problem was.
In less than a minute after I sat, she stood up and went into her boss' office. Came out and said to me. " you can go in!". Then walked to her seat and continued with her magazine.
I sat in front of the fifty something years old man after introducing myself, my company and stated my reason for coming. He remained motionless looking at me for a long period of time until I became uncomfortable.
" sir. Are you with me?". I said to call his attention.
He suddenly smiled flirtatiously and asked. " you're Mike?".
" yes sir!". I answered, wondering why he was weird.
To my surprise he hit his fist on the table and bellowed. " I hate Mikes! I hate the name Mike!".
I was confused. So I asked . " what has Mike done sir?".
" You are Mike right?".
" Yes sir!"
" then get out of my office!". He barked standing up and pointing the door to me.
" sir. I'm a different Mike I...".
He cut me off and screamed. " stop calling that name! Will you get out this instant!"
This was the craziest thing ever. I slowly stood up and walked out of his office. He called his secretary as I was about leaving the reception. I turned and saw how the girl nervously ran into his office and his voice roared, cursing and telling her he never wants to set his eyes on me ever again.
I decided to wait for the secretary to return. I cant afford to go out of job, my lifestyle cant cope with brokenness.
The secretary returned and was shocked to see me. " what are you still doing here? Leave before he sees you!". She whispered pushing me out hastily.
I held her hand and said. " I won't leave until you tell me why he hates mikes".
She paused and looked shockingly at me. " he said that?".
She smiled and whispered. " he just broke up with his black boyfriend".
I didn't quite get her. " what does that have to do with mike?"
" his name is Mike". She said and pushed me out before shutting the door.
I went to my car wondering how I was going to get across to the man. I I'm too straight to be gay. I needed to land this job by all means possible. I looked up at the skyscraper and was about entering my car when I saw a white teenage boy snatching a Pilipino lady's bag and ran off. Something in my prompted me to run after him and so I did without thinking.
The boy was so fast, he crossed the road without watching, I made to follow but was hit by a car; I found myself flying in the air and landed my back on the windscreen of another car. I was unconscious for awhile when a bird pooped into my eyes and mouth, I immediately gained consciousness and fell to the ground, spitting off the poo and whipping my eyes.
In few seconds some persons crowded me. I slowly stood up and was hearing voices.
" is he okay?" How did he survive it?"
" Damn! He must have a broken bone!"
"What was he doing running into the road like that? Some persons are just careless! He should have died what's my business!".
The last statement made me look up to see who said it but saw five persons asking questions like. " are okay?", " are you hurt?".
I looked at their faces and then the voices came again.
" he's acting like he has lost his mind".
" oh, poor boy".
" nice watch! I wish I got to him in time to snatch that!"
I looked for the person who spoke the last words about my watch and caught only caring eyes beaming at me.
" what did you say?". I asked a black man whom I suspected made the last statement.
He looked at me and asked with concern. " are you okay?".
I think i could hear their thoughts. It felt like I was going Insane. I immediately left their midst and went to my car, ignoring their calls.
" he may be loosing it". An European lady said without moving her lips walking pass with her eyes on me as though I would attack her.
I got scared, rushed into my car and zoomed off.
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by Modupetemmy1: 1:09pm On Jan 11|
let's go there
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by iListen(f): 1:14pm On Jan 11|
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by AdiscoPele: 1:36pm On Jan 11|
Nice one @topher. Mel Gibson, What Women Want.
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by royalguy123(m): 3:22pm On Jan 11|
gan gan TOPHER i. have park ooo,
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by horlahsunbo225(m): 3:28pm On Jan 11|
I dey hear
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by lobell: 4:06pm On Jan 11|
Nice. Being able to read minds is the greatest super power.
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by BankyGee(m): 4:22pm On Jan 11|
Ayaff land topher052, I dey with you always .
Ghost readers, renounce ghostism in year 2020
pu7pl3, gly, Nayo08, greatme2good, Taniaa, statistics1, INDUSTRIALFAN, omobs, clumsydyna, come here for the latest
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by pu7pl3(m): 4:32pm On Jan 11|
I hope this one will be as sexy as the first
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by BankyGee(m): 4:51pm On Jan 11|
I hope so too. Trust Mike nah, I'm sure he hasn't changed at all
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by pu7pl3(m): 4:54pm On Jan 11|
This is a different Mike with Howard Webb (man u fans will know him)
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by peepydelano: 5:11pm On Jan 11|
Mike aff come again ooo.Nice one topher
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by BankyGee(m): 5:20pm On Jan 11|
Hmmm, let's wait and see sha.
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by Ann2012(f): 5:45pm On Jan 11|
Well done OP
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by daviesblaze(m): 6:24pm On Jan 11|
Topher is on it again �
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by jenifer007: 6:27pm On Jan 11|
This is Mike's son that Amaka gave birth to....Remember Mike traced Amaka to where she relocated to just to get his son back before they both murdered each other.The son's name too is Mike named after his father.
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by BankyGee(m): 7:07pm On Jan 11|
Oil is in your head o... I've even forgotten about Mike's son. Well let's chill and see
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by peepydelano: 7:46pm On Jan 11|
jenifer007:spot on,already toeing his Father's footsteps
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by peepydelano: 7:57pm On Jan 11|
which mod is banning Topher na,for what exactly? please don't spoil our fun for us,unbann him sharply abeg.
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by elijahy1(m): 10:51pm On Jan 11|
The Chronicles of Mike Jnr. Topher your loyal boy don follow you reach dis side.
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by statistics1(m): 10:35am On Jan 12|
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by lobell: 12:04pm On Jan 12|
Yup. "...Aunty Ruth said I took after my mother whom my dad tragically murdered. What kind of a child's parents ends up killing each other?"
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by Yaba4sure: 12:29pm On Jan 12|
[Yea, u are right, mike the jr, like father like son.quote author=jenifer007 post=85711717]
This is Mike's son that Amaka gave birth to....Remember Mike traced Amaka to where she relocated to just to get his son back before they both murdered each other.The son's name too is Mike named after his father.[/quote]
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by Yaba4sure: 12:32pm On Jan 12|
Well done topher, another block buster story. Let me get my popcorn
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|Re: My Madam And I (part Two) by topher052: 4:05pm On Jan 12|
I drove to the office and stopped at the parking lot, killed the engine and tried to recollect or understand what happened earlier. Was I loosing my mind? I looked at my face in the rear mirror, checked my eyes and then arranged my hair properly, dusted some patches from my face before I stepped out of the car.
I walked slowly towards the entrance door, conscious of my new ability and scared It may begin. I had forgotten about the bad news I was going to deliver which may cost me my job.
" why is he walking like that?". A voice said behind me.
I turned abruptly and saw a white girl passing by my left looking absent-mindedly at me and when our eyes met, she smiled, faced her front and continued walking.
" it is happening!". I said to myself and increased my steps without looking both sides, trying not to listen to anyone's thought.
I entered the office, it was like a market place at the customer care section. I stood looking at the busy men and women answering calls and wondered why it's so loud today.
" look at him. Mike some day I'm going to suck you cum inside my mouth!". A nerdy slim Italian girl said and timidly passed my front pressing some files against her chest without even taking a glance at me.
I looked at her strangely, she tried to steal a glance but caught my eyes, she abruptly turned away her face and disappeared through an adjacent door.
That girl is the weirdest girl ever! Who's going to allow her come closer let alone suck on my precious rod.
I was still pondering when I saw Gabriel walking towards me. I wouldn't like to hear his thoughts, it wasn't going to be something good. So I immediately started hurrying to my office.
" hey! What's up bro!". Gabriel called behind me.
I turned to him and smiled, while I continued walking.
Gloria smiled at me from her desk when she saw me come in. " good afternoon Mr. Mike".
I nodded and was moving past her into my main office when I heard her saying: I hope he hasn't made a mess of this job! I wonder what I see in this guy though, heard Gabriel will replace him soon.
I stopped and turned to her, she smiled innocently. " how did it go?".
" good! We got the job! But he will sign it in two days". I said to her.
Her thought boomed out loud: What! He landed that difficult Anthony Trees? Wow! Mike has done it again! I feel like fvcking him now!
Then she spoke out. " wonderful sir! Congrats! That's one job many have failed to land. I'm happy for you". She ended the statement flirtatiously.
What a confused human being! I smiled at her and suddenly realized what to tell my boss, I LANDED THE JOB. Then smiled again at Gloria and walked into my office.
I was just settling in, trying to understand what was happening to me when my landline rang. I picked it up. " hello".
" Mike. Come to my office. The director!". And she hung up.
I can't give her any news that is not positive. I slowly stood up and walked cautiously to her office.
At the entrance to the directors office, while I was taking some quick air, a fat, full bearded Irish man who handles our social media marketing, Mr. Matthew, joined me at the door In a gloomy face as always and I could hear him saying: Damn! Why am I so fat? If I was as good looking as Mike, Cassandra wouldn't have left me for that hunk. I hate my job! My body! My life! I'll kill myself someday! Very soon! I promise you!.
" good afternoon Mr. Matthew". I was forced to greet. I have never taking notice of him, but hearing his thoughts made me want to bring him close.
He beamed an 'all is well' smile and replied. " good afternoon Mike. How's your day coming?".
" perfect". I answered grinning.
Mr. Matthew's thought: why won't it be perfect? I know you've been fvcking Gloria. Same girl I spent so much on and yet she hasn't giving me a kiss nor even want to be seen with me. I hate my life! I want to die!
I was shocked. He knows about I and Gloria? Immediately I have been standing at her door with fat Mathew. I opened the door and walked in, tired of hearing his pathetic thoughts.
There she was, looking so stunning. She wore a gray sleeveless gown slightly above her knees today, looking out through her wall window. What a slim waist and lovely ass, look at those legs! What cant imagining what I will do to that lovely booty, I bet she wont believe a younger guy got such talent. Oh shit! I am getting an erection! I have to distract myself! And so I adjusted my attention to a big framed painting of some gibberish splashes of colours on her wall.
She turned to us. Damn! Look at her beautiful face. And then Mathew spoilt everything with his thought: if I was as handsome as Gabriel or this arrogant, proud Mike, I would have given her a shot. Oh! god! Why! Why have you made me this ugly! Look at my tummy! Oh!
I turned to him in disgust and wanted to scream 'get a hold on yourself' when she spoke in her British ascent, my lady crush Daniella.
" Mikey! How did it go?". And she walked behind the table and sat on a chair facing me.
" well, it went well..." Then she cut me short.
" never begin a sentence with me using well! Get that?".
I was stunned. But managed a nod and struggled with my confidence before I continued.
" he said I should come tomorrow, but he will close the deal in two days time". I said two days to buy time.
She winced at me and then turned to Mathew who stood timidly behind me.
" hey! Fat boy!"
Mathew literally ran to her table saying in his thought: oh no! Please don't yell at me. Mathew be your best please!
" get back from my table! Are you stupid?". Daniella yelled at the trembling fat man.
He took two steps backwards with his head bowed saying in his thought: lord help me! Lord help me!
" have you finished the social media and TV ads?".
" yes madam!". Mathew muffled out.
" then why can't I see it here?"
" that's because I haven't uploaded it. Just finished the design". Mathew replied with his head bowed stealing glances at her nervously.
" so you mean it takes 1 hour to design and upload? What a waste! If I don't see a good Job here In the next 10 minutes consider yourself fired!".
Mathew flinched and looked up suddenly flabbergasted without saying a word but his thought said: Do you know what it takes to design a standard ad? I haven't even finished the fourth graphic work for our TV commercials. How can you fire me?
I believe if he had the guts to yell at Daniella he would have threw those words on her face.
" now get out of my office! 10 minutes!". She bellowed at Mathew.
The fat man, slowly turned and walked out gloomily.
I can't believe she threatened to fire the best graphic designer we have. Mathew is a world class designer and his works gives us recognition. I had to speak up and I found myself talking even before I could screen my words through.
" but you can't fire Mathew! He's the best designer this company can ever get. One hour to do four jobs including TV commercial is too short a time for a standard job. Don't treat people that way, you won't get the best out of them!".
And then I saw how she was looking at me as though I have forgotten my place, at that instant I realised I was yelling at her.
After a brief silence, with the only noise in the office was the humming of the refrigerator and clicking of the pendulum in her wall clock. She said in a low ominous tone.
" you think I'm not fit to be the director?".
" that's not what I meant, I...". She shushed me with her slim finger in the air.
" you think you can do this job better?".
" that's not what I...". Again the finger in the air. Making me choke in my own words.
She slowly stood up and walked close to me. Damn! She was so beautiful! I fought the urge of telling her how I felt that instant forgetting the tension in the air.
She walked very close to me , stood some inches away, looking Into my eyes. I could feel my heart throbbing against my chest, not for fear but the urge to kiss her sexy lips painted in red. The scent of her breath on my face smelt of strawberry, her presume was jasmine and lavender with some kind of soft powerful scent accompanying it.
" you're a rat! A crushable cockroach! How dare you raise your voice at me!". She said in a low tone eyeing me menacingly.
Her statements shook the tension off me and replaced it with anger for calling me 'rat and cockroach'. That moment, i promised myself that i must make her know that I'm not just an ordinary guy, I'll fuvk in her office. Then i looked her in the eyes and said.
"you are such a beautiful lady, if I was up to your class I would have sold everything to have you!"
I noticed her eyes softened and she looked at me surprisingly. Now was the time to know what she was thinking but I heard nothing of her thoughts. So I continued.
" you can win anyone's heart by not being this lady you are putting up. You cant scare me. If I loose this job today, I'll get five better ones tomorrow. But I'm here because I love this company. I will die for this company! We all love this company. Yes! I lost some cool cash yesterday and last month and the previous and em... But I have brought more jobs than I have lost! That's why I'm in the position I'm occupying. You can make them love you and do their jobs well or make them hate you and keep changing staff, your choice. For me, I love you already even if you fire me for telling you that. I can't hate you coz you're 'unhateable'. I'm not afraid of you, and won't ever be! But i respect you for being a strong lady. I love strong ladies, they build empires. In two days time I'll land that job, I will win your respect!".
I finish and was surprised she was now looking at me with no expression on her face. This was the best time for me to hear her thoughts but I couldn't, damn it! I feared I may have said a little too much, but waited for her reply.
She leaned closer and whispered into my ears coldly. " come back here in two days time without landing that job and pick up your sack latter". She finished and looked me in the eyes maliciously. " now get out of my office!".
I nodded, smiled and walked out feeling the floor dragging my feet.
Outside her door I realised it wont be easy to get through Anthony Trees. Why wasn't I able to hear her thoughts? Was I loosing the ability? Now I'm beginning to see it's advantage I can't afford to loose it.
I turned to an approaching slim teenage white boy who always left his hair unkempt and wore one white and black sneakers; one of the office assistants of the media section of the company, carrying a cup of coffee and burger, apparently to give someone busy at work. He was thinking as he walked past me: These people don't know I'm working on a software program that will make me millions before the end of this year. I laugh at them when they yell at me. Soon. Very soon.
I scoffed and looked at him again. Working on a software program? Who would even had believed he knew how to put on the computer. I smiled and was strolling back to my office when Gabriel intercepted me.
" hey Mike! Heard she gave you the toughest assignment". Gabriel said amusingly and crossed his hand across my shoulder.
I prayed not to hear his thought and quickly replied. " not difficult!".
He smiled and dropped his hand from my shoulder with a mocking smile on his face. " that guy is impregnable. Anthony Trees".
" really? How did you know?". I acted surprised.
" I got ears everywhere of interest. He comes to you when he wants you, not you going to him".
I stood wondering why I didn't hear his thoughts. What's going on? But I managed to put up a proud look and said ." I was able to get through him".
" wow! You impress me. Looking forward to seeing it". Gabriel said sounding genuinely happy for me.
" you will, I assure you!".
" okay bro. Got this party tonight. Mehn! Chicks! You will love it!". Gabriel said excitedly.
" nah!". I said and moved past him walking to my office. He followed me.
" hey! You can't afford to miss this party". Then he leaned closer to my ears and whispered. "it's a sex orgy, your kinda thing. All kinds of babes. My frat guys organized it".
This seem like fun. But I have a job to do. So I insisted. " nah". And continued walking.
" see bro. I'll ensure you don't drink or take too much indo. I'll watch you bro!". Gabriel pressured.
" why do you want me to come this desperately?!". I shot at him, feeling irritated.
" coz you are my man! My niggar! My blood!". Gabriel passionately said, hitting his chest.
I was standing at the door to my office. I needed not let him follow me in, so I nodded. " I'll think about about it".
" don't think, just come! I'll pick you up by 8. See ya!". He said, slapping my shoulder as he walked away.
I wondered how I ended up with such crazy and intelligent guy. I smiled and entered Gloria's section of the office, she stood up and walked up to me like she was waiting for me to come in.
Today she wore a very short, tight black gown and her hairs hung on her shoulders, on her feet was a black heels. I heard her thinking as she smiled walking to me
Gloria : Let me flirt with him a little and see if he will take me home. I don't know why I'm even fooling around with him, someone who fvcks me like a cheap LovePeddler!
She stood in front of me still smiling" hey baby! You look stressed". Trying to reach for my tie.
I held her hand looking her in the eyes angrily for few seconds, and then dragged her Into my office. She says she doesn't know why she's fooling around with me? I wanted to show her why. Though i was just angry and needed a quickie to cool off.
We got to my office. She was looking at me surprisingly.
Gloria : What is going on? I hope I have not done anything wrong.
I pushed her against the wall, kissed her on the lips and grabbed her fat ass.
Gloria : What is he trying to do during working hours? No! He's lost it!
She pushed me slightly and moved her face away. " stop it, somebody may walk in".
I didn't answer her, I wanted to vent my frustration and anger on her. So I held her hands and kissed her neck. She slowly and gently tried to move away.
Gloria : Oh my gosh! I love this! But I'm scared, someone may walk in.
Then she said. " stop, please!". Pushing me feebly away from her.
I turned her facing the wall and pulled up her gown
Gloria : He wants to Bleep me in the office at working hours? I love this! Oh please god help me! I'm falling for this guy! This is adventurous! Oh! just fuvk me! Don't listen to me please!
Then she said without much resistance. " please don't do this. Lets wait till closing time please".
I pulled down my trouser and boxers, then Pulled down her g.string. Drew out my rigid rod and slapped it on her buttocks, penetrated once and then stopped. Pulled up my trouser and said to her. " you're right. Someone may walk in". And moved to my table.
She looked puzzlingly at me
Gloria : What? He turned me on and stopped? Shit! What have I done? I should have let him. Oh no!
She slowly asked while pulling up her underwear and bringing down her gown. " what happened?".
" after work dear". I said buckling my belt.
She looked at me wickedly.
Gloria : No, you must finish what you started.
She smiled flirtatiously and slowly took off her g.string, walked sexily towards me and dropped it on my chest. I was calmly looking at her. Now she's fooling around with me again.
She sat across my legs and started kissing me while opening my zip.
" stop! Go back to your office". I said, but I was too weak to resist her. I was in need of a hurt quickie. She had already pulled out my very stiff rod.
Gloria : Damn! He wants me! This is going to be remarkable.
She stroke my rod kissing me before sat on it and let out a low moan.
Gloria : Oh shit! I love this dick! Please cum inside me today, I want to have your baby.
I heard this pregnancy part and wanted to push her off when the secretary door opened, I and Gloria looked up at the CCTV monitor on a shelf in front of me simultaneously. Daniella was strolling in confidently. Shit!
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