Hey peeps! This is the big one, the largest chapter I have to a story to date! I have an author's note at the end so please, please, PLEASE, read to the end!
Linda shook me awake roughly, I blinked and squinted, looking around the dark room. "You're hogging the blanket," she complained as she rolled me over and took the blanket from me. I groaned in my mostly sleepy state and looked at the time. It was ten minutes after I normally got up.
Fuck! If I didn't hurry I'd probably be late, so much for getting there early. I scrambled out of her bed and ran to the shower. Doing probably one of the quickest showers in my life, I ran out still wet, towel in hand to my room. I dried off as quickly as I could and threw on some clothes. I thanked whatever deity I could think of that it was Friday and I could at least get away with jeans and a casual button-down shirt.
I launched myself out of my room and down the stairs at an alarming rate, grabbing my discarded bag from last night and my keys from the hook I was out the door in under twenty minutes. My hair was wet and I was also very thankful for the close shave from Nikki as I hadn't had to worry about my appearance all this week. I was at my office at my normal time and logged into my computer seeing Kenny and Phil were already bitching about building the servers, forgetting that I was on their group message.
I was about to hit send reminding that I was aware of their bitching, but restrained myself. I deleted the message and sent another email out stating that if they had concerns about the coming week to mention them to me or Linda. I snickered as I sent it and was going to be on the lookout for their message but the warehouse manager called me. He wanted to know how much space we needed and that cabinets had just arrived. We went over the details and hammered everything out. Once that was done another problem came up which needed to be handled, of course.
Soon two hours had passed before I could see the group message again. Not surprisingly, there was more bitching. At least Chelsey was trying to get the crowd to just let it go with the phrase 'the faster it's done, the sooner we don't have to worry about it'. I will remember that she had my back during all this. It seemed Kenny and Phil were the biggest complainers and made a note of that.
Beep, beep, beep,
my phone rang and I picked it up.
"Hello this is Scott," I answered seeing that it was an outside line.
"
Well you're easy to reach,
" it was Clara. I suppressed the growl that was at my throat, I simply swallowed it down before speaking.
"And how can I help you?" I asked, trying to sound professional.
"
I'm just making sure you haven't forgotten our arrangement,
" she stated, her voice sounding smokey and sensual.
"I haven't forgotten, but you had better come through," I hissed quietly at her. "I'm taking all the risk here."
"
Oh don't worry honey, I'll take good care of you. Be at the restaurant at twelve sharp.
" With that, she hung up. I growled in my frustration before texting Lena on her private number.
Do you know who just called me on the work line?
I texted her.
Come by my office, we'll talk,
Lena sent. I double-checked that nothing was pressing and locked my computer before leaving. Sandy smiled as she saw me coming.
"So how's it coming with your project?" She asked, tapping away at her computer. Sandy was in a rather loose blouse that had one too many buttons open, and I got a peek down her top to the lacey bra she wore underneath.
"I think getting monkeys to build the damn things would be easier, at least there would be less moaning about it," I joked with her.
"Aww," she started to tease, "I thought guys liked moaning," Sandy told me quietly. Was she flirting with me? "Or do you just like girls with their mouths full?" She asked, giving me a dark grin.
"Oh good you're here Scott," Lena stated at the door. She wore a tight black blouse and light gray skirt, with mocha-colored stockings on her legs. "The usual Sandy."
"Saved by the teacher." She whispered at me as I walked past. This was an unusual update, something to worry about later. I entered Lena's office and she sat on the desk as I sat in her chair.
"So that bitch called you?" She asked once I was seated.
"Yes she did, how did she get my number?" I inquired out loud.
"Well it's not hard to get an employee directory, and if she knows your name it's even easier to call someone in the building," Lena pointed out, putting a finger on her chin. It was terribly cute. "What did she have to say?"
"She just wanted to see if I had gotten cold feet, more or less. She sounded cool, but I think she was worried I'd bail on her," I explained, running my hand up and down Lena's inner thigh. "Well I spoke with Steven in Security and we came up with bad information to give her as well as some spy gear to get her on record."
"Good, good," Lena replied softly as she opened her legs. She pulled back her skirt to reveal the crotchless silk panties she was wearing. "I hope I didn't wear these for nothing, master," Lena told me with that sexy squirm of hers.
