Office Policy
Keywords: Office, Policy,
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"Ok ladies and gentleman, please put your hands together for the beautiful and talented Erika!" the DJ"s voice rang out over the thumping alternative beat as the object of my lust strutted to the stage. Erika"s saucy red curls bounced on her head and on her soft porcelain white shoulders as she walked. The crowd was going ballistic with applause in anticipation. Erika climbed the four steps carefully in her outrageous platform shoes bringing all five feet two inches of her under the erratic stage lights. She spotted me right away in the front row with her glittering green eyes and winked at me. That brought a smile to my face. I wasn"t all too much to look at after all. I was bald and plain looking with the emotional scares of break-up etched on my face. Erika was always glad to see me probably because she knew I always brought a big roll of cash to club Private Eyes. The strip club had become a regular haunt for me since my girlfriend left me four months ago. We had lived together for three years until she caught me one day in a precarious position. Now I show up once a week with three hundred bucks with Erika"s name on every fifty-dollar bill.
Erika danced and teased for the packed crowd who cheered from the dark room. The crowd was mostly guys, especially up front, but also had many women with their husbands and boyfriends or as part of a large party group. The couples usually kept further back. Erika liked to play with the ladies too. In fact she was very eager to get a girl to tip her or to go do private dances for the couples.
After a standing ovation from the pact house after the third song Erika peeled her naked body from the stage and grabbed my wrist. By now she did not have to ask if I wanted a private dance, it was a given. Her perfect little tushy swayed in front of me as I basked in her sweet aroma of perfume and perspiration. We found ourselves a nice quiet couch in a very dim corner of the private room near the fireplace away from the loud speakers and even louder crowd.
As usual, I would have to behave myself. Erika was very strict about her rules. No man could touch or lick her breasts, her crotch or her face. I tried to on many occasions but got a warning. She was good at keeping a space between us. Her rules did not apply however to females as I had observed once or twice before with her and another dancer and a female patron. It made me wish that I could be a girl and get that much closer to Erika. I know she liked me for my money but she always told me that she liked me more than most guys because I was a gentleman and always made her feel special. She would always leave me at the end of the night with a soft kiss on my barren forehead. I longed for a day when I could kiss her pert lips, her perky upturned breasts, her firm little bottom or her red trimmed love nest instead.
As usual I ventured home with empty pockets, a raging hard-on, and of course, alone. The next day Friday, I always had trouble dragging my sorry ass into work for eight o"clock. The bags under my eyes were extra dark and I wouldn"t bother shaving. I never called in sick, no matter what. As a part owner in a company, I had a responsibility to the business. My two business partners, Donny and Kelly would always get a good laugh out of me at our Friday morning meetings. We were all very close and friendly with other. I had known Donny since high school. He was a business and marketing major in university and was the company"s key to getting our customers and accounts. He knew enough about our technology, fibre optic surveillance systems, to get by. He is slick and considered good looking. Donny is half Italian and has that charm that gets him a lot of female attention. He is a great talker and has managed to keep the accounts coming in. Kelly is Donny"s ex. She is blond, built and gorgeous. She had been a paralegal at the last company Donny and I worked for, a wireless provider, but was under appreciated and underestimated by the company brass. Donny was already dating her and they eventually moved in a common apartment. While we were there I had been working on a new idea that would transform video surveillance. As one of the junior engineers, I was often underestimated as well. The company simply took no interest in my ideas. When I discussed all this with my two friends Donny and Kelly, they suggested we start our own business. We scraped together the money and we all jumped ship together. My share at first was fifty percent with Donny and Kelly at twenty five percent each. Kelly is in charge of all business operations, and handles the fine details of the contracts. I am the brains behind our products and oversee all engineering and production.
That was five years ago and since my break up I had sold an additional five percent of my share to Kelly and Donny. Their relationship didn"t last long after they moved in together. There were a few spats and they soon split up. I was terrified what it would do to our business but they were civil about it and managed to remain professional about our successful company. They get along great at the office, much better than when they were a couple. Neither one of them has any trouble attracting the opposite sex, and they don"t cater to jealous feelings when one or the other discusses a recent love interest.
I had thought about asking out Kelly many times but remained aware of the trouble that could cause with Donny. Kelly was really out of my league anyway. Besides all that, she introduced an office policy to keep our company successful we should stay professional and keep out of each other"s pants. It made sense and it worked up to now.
"So, are you going to tell us about the girl or what?" Kelly blurted out.
"What girl?" I tactfully responded.
"The one keeping you up late every Thursday night," she coyly responded.
"Come on stud, we want details," Donny added.
"Oh well!" I figured. I might as well tell them what was happening. I proceeded to give the details of my private sessions with Erika, the dancer. I sounded pretty pathetic, and I figured they were about to erupt in laughter at any time.
"Why don"t you just ask her out?" Kelly insisted.
"Hey, I"ve tried. Really, but she told me she doesn"t date guys, even the ones as nice as me. She said that she prefers girls," I responded.
"How can you be sure that she isn"t telling you that just so that you will stay interested enough to keep coming back but giving up hope of a date," Donny asked.
"Honestly, I don"t know for sure. You could be right," I agreed. Then I added, "I do know for sure that she does like the ladies. I have seen her with some of the other girls there, and if she was acting, she deserves an Oscar."
"Did you see her up close?" Donny pried.
I shook my head, "Not too close, I would have had to be at the same table."
"What is it about guys and lesbians?" Kelly asked with an annoyed scowl.
"Well, instead of one, hot, sexy woman in heat, you get two, it"s very visually stimulating…" I started.
"It was a rhetorical question," Kelly answered. "This one here tried to get me to seduce another girl for a threesome," she continued, pointing at Donny. Donny had a cheesy but guilty look on his face. I looked at him intensely as if waiting for a response.
"The answer is no. I did not," Kelly jumped in, sensing my curiosity. I knew better than to pry any further. For some reason, Kelly felt that she had to keep volunteering info. "It"s not that I have any thing against it. I don"t! I am pretty sure that I could be comfortable with another woman, if she was pretty cool. I admit that I have thought about from time to time. I just didn"t do it for you, because it was your threesome fantasy, not mine. We were a couple and that would have been totally about satisfying your ego," she ranted towards Donny. He obviously did not want any more of that fight and thru his arms up in mock surrender. They still had some hidden issues, but I was still stuck on Kelly"s words about being comfortable with and thinking about having sex a woman.
We didn"t ride the subject too much longer and eventually got down to business. On the next Monday, Kelly interrupted me while I was over my drafting table. "So tell me more about this Erika chick. What does she look like? How old is she? Give me some details."
I was a bit surprised at her interest, shocked even. I described Erika as best that I could as Kelly listened intently. The next day she asked me if I would mind some company on Thursday night. Kelly claimed to be interested in checking out my obsession. "You need the perspective of an outsider. I can tell you my thoughts on what your chances are when I see this girl in person," she sold me.
"Yah, umm… that would be helpful, I guess," I responded not certain what to make of all this. "Would you be comfortable? I mean…umm, ever been in a strip club before?" I blurted.
"Oh, don"t worry, I"ll be fine! I"m totally cool with it," Kelly reassured me. Her broad, beaming smile really had me worked up. This was the closest she had ever been with me and I was excited about it.
Thursday afternoon Kelly booked from work early to get her hair and nails done. She said that she also had to pick up a dress and some new shoes. She gave me instructions to pick her up at nine o"clock. She was really going to do this. I arrived on time to pick up Kelly. I decided to wear something better than I usually do since Kelly was apparently getting a new dress just for tonight. I picked out a silver suit jacket and pants with a black priest collar shirt. It wasn"t my normal style, but I didn"t want to disappoint Kelly. I nervously rang her doorbell and was soon greeted by my co-worker as I had never seen her before. I was used to seeing her in her conservative suits, pulled back hair, and glasses. Tonight she was dolled out to the nines, wearing a wispy little black chiffon number that was mid thigh in length, sleeveless, and cut low enough to show off some fabulous cleavage.
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Keywords: Office, Policy,