The next morning I awoke remembering I had a new job, one I was none too thrilled about, starting soon. Determined to find another, better option, I pulled out the cards I got from the party and started making some calls. Maybe another opportunity would present itself and I could put that brief chapter behind me. Call after call I made, always getting the same answer. 'Sorry, that position has been filled.' It appeared the window had closed and I had lost the opportunity for any of the other jobs. As I ended the last call, I hung my head in despair.
"Well at least I have something." I said aloud to myself, trying to put a positive spin on the situation.
Waking up early the day of my new job I quickly made breakfast for Jennifer and I before jumping in the shower. It seemed like a well choreographed dance how we moved around the bathroom, somehow never getting in the others way as we showered, dressed, and put on our makeup.
After donning my lingerie, bra, thong panties, garter belt and stockings, I pulled on my form fitting black pencil skirt along with a satiny purple blouse. Setting on my bed I slipped my toes into my platform slingbacks while putting my diamond earrings on.
"Jennifer!" I called as I was putting on those final touches.
"Yeah Hun!" I heard her respond from the other room.
"Could you help me put my hair up in a French braid?" I asked
"Sure but don't you know how?" she inquired.
"I do but it always looks better when you do it." I replied as she began brushing my hair. "I want to look good on my first day."
"Sweetheart! You look
good
on a
bad
day." she teased as her fingers began working the hairs into position. Just relax. You'll be just fine." she reassured me.
Ten minute later I left after a brief kiss and a pet on the cheek. On the surface I was cool, calm, and collected, inside my stomach churned with nervousness.
I quickly discovered my nervousness on the first day was completely unfounded. I should have saved it for my third day because the first two days were solid orientation. That Wednesday when I got to work Mr. Pierce had me go home and pack my bags for a 4 day trip to 'get my feet wet.'
Well, my feet weren't the ONLY things getting wet. My additional 'responsibilities' became apparent immediately when I walked into the room Mr. Pierce had booked. It's single King sized bed dominating the room.
Laid out on the bed there was also lingerie, clothes, and platform stiletto high heels in my size. That became a going theme from then on. Well, not necessarily the shoes but always the clothes and lingerie. The new clothes were always tailored and the lingerie was always of a high quality and generally elegant, though sometimes it was quite trashy. Thankfully it was usually only once sometimes twice a month where I had to travel.
A few months went by and I settled into my new routine at the office and everything it entailed, including keeping Mr. Pierce 'satisfied.' Doing so without my Co-workers suspecting, THAT was the hard part. He even had me start taking pole and erotic dance lessons to help with my 'negotiating skills'. Thankfully those were during the day and I never had to explain them to Jennifer. I would just disappear on 'errands' for Mr. Pierce and come back afterward.
When I wasn't traveling, I spent a lot of time with Jennifer and a few of the girls from the office with whom I had become friends. I also found myself splitting time between both Chris and Justin. That was the awkward part. I enjoyed spending time with both of them. They were both sweet guys who treated me well, just in completely different ways. Whenever I was with them, whichever one it was, everything felt wonderful. When I would leave though, my heart would sink with guilt and I always questioned what I was doing. I tried to justify it by telling myself that Jennifer was my True Love and they were just fillers but I knew that wasn't right either. Like Jennifer said 'I was thinking with my dick!' I was ashamed of that fact but I knew it to be true.
Safe to say that between Jennifer, Chris, Justin, Mr. Pierce and my work 'responsibilities' I was feeling a bit stretched thin. The traveling was nice, and I got the opportunity to see many places I never would have any other way, but I felt like I was fucking my way around the world. The way things were going within 6 months I would have gotten laid on every Continent except Antarctica.
'Hmm! I wonder if I could arrange a trip to McMurdo?' I thought jokingly, as I pulled into my parking space, jet lag affecting my sense on humor, after returning home from another over seas trip.
It was about midday and the Jet lag was really starting to get to me especially considering I was no longer being stimulated by the drive home. Knowing I needed to make a few calls I pushed my fatigue aside and called Cindy at the office. Next, I gave Jennifer a buzz to let her know I was home and was going to bed. The next call was to Chris. I was surprised when he picked up considering he didn't usually do that when he was at work.
"Hey!" He answered cheerfully. "You finally home?"
"I am." I replied with a yawn.
"You sound tired."
"Jet lag." I responded, stifling another yawn, the warmth of my welcoming apartment lulling me.
"Gotcha!" he said sympathetically. "Well I was going to see if you wanted to do something tonight but it sounds like you need sleep more."
"I do." I responded. "In fact ... I am going to bed as soon as I hang up. I just wanted to let you know I was home safe."
"What about tomorrow? I could take a half day and we could go do something." Chris suggested.
"Tomorrows Friday right?"
"All day!" he answered with a chuckle.
"That would be nice." I said, wondering what he had in mind while stifling another yawn.
"I'll call when I get off work." He said, the smile apparent in his voice. "Bye!"
"See you tomorrow. Bye!" I mumbled before hanging up the phone.