I spend the rest of the day in the sun with the rest of my workers. Many of them question why I am there, and where Matthew has gone, so I just said that I had a more important project for Matthew and that I would fill in for him. They bought it up until Matthew had finished his nap and decided to saunter over, still shirtless, hair disheveled looking like he just woke up. He walked past us and went to the security booth where the girls were hanging out. Then he turned towards me.
"Hey, what are you staring at? You better get back at it, lots to do." Everyone heard it, and watched in disbelief as I went about doing the work while Matthew disappeared into the security booth with the girls. I saw him whisper something to them and the both laughed hysterically as they closed the door.
Around 2:00 they emerged and he went right to his car and left without a word said. The rest of my crew finished their day at 6, but I was there until 7 finishing the paperwork I had to finish.
At work the next day it was business as usual. I arrive early and my crew shows up on time. I didn't know what to expect in regards to Matthew, but I guess at this point he was free to do whatever he wanted. He didn't show and we went about our day. 5:30 rolls around and I am finishing up the paperwork for the day. In strolls Matthew, dressed in shorts and a tank top.
"We just need to settle some business." he says as he makes his way over to the desk.
Sitting on the desk now beside my computer, towering over me, I felt my heart slipping into my throat. I started to stand up so that he could have the chair, but he stopped me.
"It's okay." he said. "I won't be long. I just want to make sure that you pay me what you make everyday from now until this contract is over. So start filling out a timesheet for me, regardless as to whether or not I come in and work. After the contract is over, you will continue to pay me the same salary that you make." I can now feel the tears welling up in my eyes, but I manage to fight them off for the most part.
"Now I guarantee you that I will not be coming into work. It's not how I roll. What I do is wrap little gay bosses like you around my finger and extort them for whatever they can give. I always get everything that I want and there is no point in fighting it. I should let you know that I currently have about a dozen other little bitches like you lined up, doing the exact same thing that you are doing. It's okay to admit how much you like it and how badly you want me. It's okay if others know about our arrangement too." The shock was overpowering to me, but he continued.
"Now, as we talked about yesterday, I am also going to need to meet your wife tonight, so we can discuss everything and how it will go down. I will be over at your place at 7 tonight, just text me your address."
With that he hopped off the desk and strolled away. I followed to the door and watched as he passed all of his coworkers and went to say hi to the girls at the gate. Only one of them was there at that time, But she greeted him with a kiss. The rest of us finished our our day and I was home at 6:30 in a state of panic. What would my wife think?
As we sat eating dinner, there was a knock. My heart skipped a beat. I had that feeling that you get when you come really close to getting in an accident. I pretended to be surprised and went to the door to answer. I figured I could talk Matthew out of this whole thing if I could just gather myself for a second and speak.
