All characters in this story are over the age of 18, and no one under the age of 18 is taking part in any sexual activity. It is not endorsed or encouraged by the author.
Russel Harris - Accountant - 22 - 5'11' - 148 lbs - black short hair - white - brown eyes
Clarissa Rodgers (Mrs. Rodgers) - Regional Manager - 46 - 5'6 - 154 lbs - jet black colored hair - white - relatively thin but has huge boobs - blue eyes
It seems that I was made for a white collar office job. I blend in wherever I go, and I get lost in the crowd. In school I was a complete wall flower, I stood by the walls and was unnoticed. I didn't have a lot of friends, and of course girls didn't notice me. How could they? I never made any moves. After high school, I went to a huge state school. While there were a lot of resources, with about 50,000 undergrad students, it was easy to get lost in the crowd...again. I was a nameless face in a huge class about accounting. I liked accounting, for me, it meant that I could work with numbers all day. I was good with numbers and following rules, which is perfect for accountants. But I didn't want to be a wall flower anymore, I wanted to break out of the shell and get to living.
I graduated college, and I worked at a clothing store for a year while I tried to find accounting jobs. It taught me a little bit about people, how to be friendly, and how to act in a professional setting. I finally stumbled upon this sweet accounting gig. It was a small job where I just had to offer basic accounting services to smaller businesses without the resources of a huge firm. A lot of small business have next to no business sense so this job would help them out. At least I was making a difference in someone's life. No need to be a CPA (Certified Public Accountant). Perfect.
This was my first actual office job. I dressed really nice, slim fitting button up shirt and tie, and some slacks. There was a chance I might be another nameless face, but I didn't want that. I wanted to fit in and make some actual friends, and that meant I would need to make good first impressions. I also thought, you usually meet some pretty cool girls at work, maybe I could find my first relationship here. I didn't know it at the time, but it would be all of that and more.
I walk in the front door of this small building in the city. One of the two receptionists greets me and I explain that it's my first day. She welcomes me to the company and hands me a visitor's badge. She also explains that they're waiting for me on the 2nd floor. As I leave, I hear one of the receptionists whisper, "I guess she has another now." And they both giggle. Don't know what that means, but maybe they just mean I'm a new part of the team.
I arrive at the 2nd floor and three guys are standing by the stairs. One of them says, "Hey! New guy! What's happening dude? I'm Ray, and this tall guy is Travis, and this geezer is George." I shake all of their hands and introduce myself, "Hi guys, my name is Russel, but you can call me Russ." George says, "I'm only like 2 years older than you losers" They all laugh, "Anyway, let us show you around Russ, I think you'll really like it here."
Ray, the presumed leader of this bunch guides me through the office. "Alright, so to start off, let's meet the team. Most of the company is ran remotely throughout the country, so this building pretty much only consists of essential people that do accounting and sales functions." I say, "Yeah it seems like that's the way of businesses going forward." George says, "Yeah its run quite efficiently now, a lot less people in the office is good for collaboration and...bonding." Travis giggles but plays it off as a cough. Ray continues, "Alright so this team right here is working for a barbershop that needs help with their cash flow and accounting. Here we have Scott, Ben, and Willow." They all say hi and I wave back and introduce myself. "Alright, moving on from there, we have Scott, Josephine, and Niki. This group manages mainly accounts payable and bills for a company that does.....what do you guys do again?" Niki says, "Ugh, seriously? We're doing work for an animal shelter." So far, Niki wins the award for most attractive in the office. She's got this thick frame with huge thighs and more than reasonably sized tits. She's also rocking some green hair and a nose ring, just my type. I decided to keep score in case I wanted to make moves.
Dating outside of college is a huge toss up. You don't know anything about them. At least in college you could learn slowly who they are and what they study. Even apps will immediately tell you all you want to know. Age, likes, interests, appearance, and what they're looking for. Dating in the real world is basically flying blind and hoping you land something. Ray rubs his head and says, "Ah right, sorry Niki." She rolls her eyes and returns back to her work. We walk to these 4 desks. Travis says, "And here we are, your new home. You'll be working with us on this project for a company that makes discount video game equipment. Keyboards and mouses mainly."
I settle in my desk, daydreaming a little about Niki, when this other woman walks by our desks.
"I know you didn't forget to introduce me! You must be our new hire, my name's Clarissa Rodgers." She shakes my hand.
"I'm the regional manager here, I'm so glad you joined our team. I think you'll fit in quite nicely."
"It's my pleasure Mrs. Rodgers, happy to be here."
"Oh you have such great manners, way better than these boys haha!"
"Ha, they've been nice to me."
Clarissa takes a half step back and sighs, "Oh they've been nice to me as well. With that being said, I must be going now. Russel, enjoy the rest of your training."
"Thank you Mrs. Rodgers."
I watch her leave, noticing that she has quite a thin frame, but it compliments her other features. Her hair is extremely black, which she likely colors, she had these deep blue eyes and her eyelids were slightly closed like a wistful dream. I could sense the euphoria through her eyes, absolutely captivating and enticing. She was rather short, looking to be about 5'6". I would say she's attractive, but she's way over my age range, she likely has a husband and kids, and she is my boss. 3 big red flags. I'd like to not end my first job in a huge scandal throughout the office. Clarissa will make a great boss. I'd rather save the sexual brain space for Niki.
Once I knew my way around the office, it got easier to be a part of the office culture. I knew where the coffee was, I had lunch in the break room, got my own parking space, and when it came to the work, it was pretty simple for me. Anybody with an advanced knowledge of excel could do this job. The guy's appreciated my work and complimented me often, but I still couldn't get recognition from Niki. She worked on the other end of the office, so I never really got to see her naturally and authentically. I always had to make an excuse to walk to that side of the office. But I guess I'm a sucker for colored hair, so I'll stay persistent.
The way my desk was located, I was always facing Clarissa's office. My work wasn't that intensive, and as an accountant, I had a keen eye for detail and attention. I also notice things. People. Pretty much every day or every other day, I would notice an occurrence that took place in that office. One of the guys in the office, whether it be Scott, Will, Ben, George, Travis, and even Ray, would walk into her office, they would talk for a few minutes, they would close the door, and close the blinds. 10-15 minutes later, one of the guys would exit. I didn't know what to think of this. How often would Clarissa need to have these private meetings with the guys? And why only the guys? Why not Willow or Josephine, or even Niki? It didn't make much sense to me, but I didn't ask any questions. Maybe one day she'll call me into the office and I can see what the point of these meetings is.
On Friday, the guys invited me to a bar after work. I wasn't much of a drinker, but I accepted, I was just happy to have friends. So we got to the place and had a few beers. We got to talking about work, the projects we're working on, how we should be paid more, and then I asked about the occurrences I had been noticing. I explained what I witness on an almost daily basis. They all stoped drinking and stared at me. Then they take a few steps back and deliberate, I could still hear the three of them though. They weren't very good at whispering.
"I don't want to tell him"
"Yeah I don't want any competition"
"But we can't just keep him in the dark"
"Sure we can, let's just not tell him"
"Yeah, if he's smart enough he'll figure it out on his own"
"He's a member of the team, and he's a guy"
"That doesn't mean shit"
"Guys, he's our friend"
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