Joey exited the car and went into work to see what his boss was going to say to him about what she had witnessed. As expected, she was waiting in the hall near the locker rooms and when Joey arrived, she looked at him directly. Joey stopped and waited for the verbal assault he assumed would happen. His boss was no-nonsense when it came to her employees and work. She wasn't a bitch, but she also didn't pal around with anyone either and mostly just intimidated people with her silence, as she was doing to Joey now. Then curtly, she said "Come with me before you get ready for work, Joey. We need to talk. "Joey followed her to her office up the back stairs. She unlocked the door and let Joey in as she followed behind him, shutting the door. She pointed for Joey to sit in front of her desk as she took her seat and then calmly folded her hands on the top of her desk.
"First, I won't insult you by asking if you know why we're here. I want to know what compelled you to allow your boyfriend to perform oral sex on you in the back of the grocery store lot," she inquired in a still calm voice.
"Well, he's actually not my boyfriend uh, I'm not gay. I just uh, find myself uh, kind of hooking up with guys sometimes," Joey tried to answer intelligently.
"So, what you're saying is on any given day you might be out back with a boy or a girl performing oral sex on you?" she inquired in an exasperated voice. "Why did you think it was OK to do that here at work?"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Katy. He kind of begged me to let him and I thought it would be safe back there," Joey said apologetically.
"Clearly, it wasn't. Not only did I see you there, but Frankie the bagger saw you too. Now he is visibly flustered, and I had to help him calm down after witnessing his co-worker getting a blowjob at work," she said to him.
"I'm so sorry, Ms. Katy. Please don't fire me. I like working here and I'm sorry Frankie saw me. I promise not to do that kind of thing here anymore," Joey continued apologizing.
"Hm," she said as she stared at Joey through her glasses with her lips held tight. "Well, technically. You were not working at the time of the incident, so I am not forced to call HR and report it."
"Oh my gosh, Ms. Katy. Please forgive me. I won't" Joey continued begging.
"I'm not finished!" she stopped him with her hand up. "First off, I was surprised that you were there with a boy. I had always thought you to be straight and a nice boy. Secondly, from what I could see it was obvious why boys and girls alike might be looking to 'hook-up' with you, as you say," she continued as Joey listed quietly waiting for the next shoe to drop. "I might have a need for you to help me, outside of work of course, with a couple of things. I need to think about it a bit. Lastly, I'll need you to go find Frankie and apologize for upsetting him," she said with raised eyebrows now prompting Joey to respond.
"Of course, Ms. Katy. Anything I can do to help, thank you for not firing me. I promise you won't regret it," Joey said innocently.
"Well, before we jump to assumptions and conclusions, I'll need you to come over here and let me inspect the goods," she commanded.
"Uh, Um," Joey stammered.
"Just come over here, Joey. I need to see what we're working with and see if it will be adequate for my needs," she said more forcefully.
Joey stood and quickly walked over to her desk as she turned to face him. She reached out and pulled him closer to her where she pulled down his shorts and briefs, dropping them to his feet. With a sure and firm grip, she picked up Joey's hanging cock and lifted it up. She moved it from side to side and up, then down before leaning it and smelling his manhood with a deep slow breath. She moaned slightly, then tentatively reached out with her tongue and tasted the tip of dick, before closing her eyes and swashing her mouth as if tasting a wine. She just as quickly let go of his cock, then waved him off and returned to facing her desk.
"Yes, Joey. It appears you will suffice for what I need taken care of at home," she said to him as he collected himself and returned to his seat.
"Ok, Ms. Katy. Whatever I can do," Joey answered.
"I know you are working this weekend. What about Saturday after work?" she inquired.
"Sure, Ms. Katy. I'm free. Do you want me to call you?" he asked.
"I will pick you up after work and we'll head to my house," she stated.
"OK. Sounds good," Joey said somewhat worried what was in store for this visit.
"OK, then. Go find Frankie, apologize and you may begin your shift after that," his boss said curtly.
"Thank you, Ma'am," Joey said humbly as he left her office.
Joey went and got dressed for work and walked around the store looking for Frankie. Frankie was a young, effeminate boy who started at the grocery store a few months ago. Joey was pretty sure he was gay but hadn't got to know him well enough yet. He was very small in stature and with his long blond hair he appeared very feminine or at least a very slight male by any measure. Joey found him in the produce section where he was washing vegetables and cleaning up the fruit tables.
"Hey, Frankie. How are you?" Joey asked quietly as he approached.
"I'm OK, Joey. What's up?" Frankie said nervously.
"Hey, I'm sorry you found me in the back lot eh, doing things before work," Joey said sheepishly. "I thought it was a good place to do that sort of thing, but apparently not."