This story starts a few years ago. At that time, I was working in a small tech company in Montréal, Canada. (Apologies for any English mistakes I may make; my native language is French.)
So, one of my colleagues, Noémie, was promoted. She did not become my manager; she was given a small team to manage a project. We basically kept reporting to the very same manager, who also happened to be also the CTO and CEO, she just started to have people reporting to her.
So when the promotion was announced, we spontaneously all decided (about ~30 people) to go celebrate to a local pub a few minutes of walking distance from our offices. Everybody drank. And Noémie, because she was the centre of attention, drank way more than she should have.
At the end, we were basically the only two women left. And we were both obviously too drunk to drive our respective cars. So, I call my boyfriend and I asked him to pick us up. We all got inside his car. I was sitting in the passenger seat, she was at the back. And as he was driving, he doing some small talk. At some point, he asked her: "Do you have any advice for Caroline (me) about getting promoted? I know she would love it too!"
She looked at me through the rear-view mirror. And she very seriously said: "I sucked Stéphane's (our boss) dick." Noémie took a brief pause. "It was a few weeks ago. We were alone in his office; we were working late. And I just did it. He was sitting in his chair. I kneeled in front of him... And... I just gave the best (swearing) blowjob of my life." My boyfriend and I exchanged a look. We were both stunned. Noémie started giggling. And then there is another long awkward silence that continued until we dropped her off at her place.
Next Monday, as I was doing the short walk between the parking lot and our building, Noémie walked toward me. There was a very awkward "hi." And then she admitted. "Regarding the other day. What I said in the car... Well... That was true. I'm not proud of it. But I did. I'd really appreciate if you kept it secret." And it was so weird that I simply said: "Sure! No problem."
Over the following months... That incident became an inside joke for me and my boyfriend. If I arrived late home, he would jokingly say: "Are you getting promoted this week?" (While using his tongue to make a bump in his cheek.) Sometimes I would start foreplay by saying: "Honey, if you really want me to get that promotion, I need to practise!" And if he wanted me to continue blowing him longer, he would say: "You need more practice!" and if he wanted me to move on, he would say: "Okay! That was promotion worthy!"
This went on for a few months. We both enjoyed it that kind of roleplay ... and found it very funny. Then I had to go on a business trip. My boyfriend drove me to the airport. He dropped me off at the passenger unloading zone. I took my suitcase and my hand-on luggage with me. We kissed goodbye. And as I walked slowly to the terminal's door: he ran toward me. And he handed me a small plastic bag: "You forgot this!" I took a peek inside. It was condom box. I made a strange face. And he adds: "I'm sure that will help you get a promotion!" We both laughed, kissed another time.
Two hours later, after the registration, the security checks, waiting at the gate, I finally got to sit in my seat. Next to my boss, Stéphane. I knew we were on the same flight, but I didn't know we would sit next to each other. A few minutes later, another of my coworkers arrived and he sat in the seat next to me.
We chatted a bit. The plane took off. When the entertainment system got enabled, my boss started searching for his headphones. Since I was about to start reading a book, he asked me: "Do you mind if I borrow your headphones?" And I just answer him: "No. I always put them in the top pocket of my luggage." He leaned in, unzipped the top pocket... I was watching him from the corner of my eyes. And... He took out... You guessed it. The plastic bag. The unopened box of condoms. And it happened so fast that I could not stop him. He peeked in the bag. And he turned to me. He stared at me with a very puzzled expression. My face was probably all red at that point... And the only thing I found to say is: "Just in case..." Awkward silence. I took my bag, found the headphones and handed to him. We didn't exchange a single word from the rest of the flight.
