Katie
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Chapter 4
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 4 - High school lovers make the agonizing choice of breaking up before going off to separate colleges. Years down the road, there's a reunion. Between a broken marriage and mountainous college debt, plus years of separation, what chance is there of romance blossoming once again? From the well-known author of The Waitress, Sarah, Terror in the Snowstorm, Dad? I Have a Question, The Hunger, and others.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Tear Jerker Workplace Cream Pie Oral Sex
“You’re right about all that. Hmm. I never even thought about that kind of job, but I didn’t know much about men’s scarves when I started here either. It don’t think I’d want to do it forever, but second shift now would be okay, I guess. What’s the starting wage?”
“After a two-week probation period you get a raise to this rate.” I showed her my last regular weekly pay stub. “If I get good evaluations, they’ll give me another increase in about three months and then twice a year after that. There’s a Christmas bonus and annual cost-of-living raise too.”
She looked at my gross pay. “Shit! You earn that much? That’s almost what I was making in the city, and it costs a lot more to live there. I could pay off my loan and my mom in ... let me think ... probably less than a year. That’s not bad at all.”
I wrote Cliff Schmidt’s name and office number on a slip of paper. “Call this guy tomorrow. He’s the Personnel Manager. I’ll talk to him this afternoon before my shift, and I’ll make sure my dad puts a good word in for you too.”
The phone woke me the following morning. “It’s me, Katie. I can’t believe I remember your number after five years. Guess what?”
“What?”
“I just got off the phone with Mr. Schmidt. I have the day off from work tomorrow, so he gave me an appointment with him at three-thirty. He said it was the best he could do. I won’t have to fill out the job application if I bring my resume, and I have copies of my transcript, so I guess I’m set. He sounded like he couldn’t wait to meet me. What did you say to him?”
“Probably the same stuff my dad did – you’re smart, you have a degree, and you know how to work.”
“Well, it was enough to get my foot in the door, so thank you. Apparently Mr. Schmidt changed a meeting or something to make time. When do you go to work?”
“I have to punch in at three.”
“Could I follow you there? I have the street address, but I don’t know exactly where the place is. I’d rather kill time in the parking lot than get lost.”
“Normally, I pass your neighborhood around two-thirty. That often gets me to work early, but with traffic, you never know. I still have the same car I did in high school. I’ll come to your house, and you can follow me.”
“Thanks, Ed!”
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