Chapter 31

FRIDAY - Part 1

Jake was having breakfast when someone knocked on his apartment door. When he opened it, Brian, the night watchman from his building, stood there holding a large manila envelope and handed it to Jake. “Good morning, Mr. Thompson. A man dropped this off for you this morning. I was getting off shift, so I thought I would bring it up to you before I headed home,” he explained.

“Thanks, Brian. And it’s Jake, not Mr. Thompson.” Jake replied.

Brian nodded. “Of course, Mr. Thompson.”

Jake invited him in for a cup of coffee, but he declined. “No, thank you, sir. I really need to get home and get the kiddos off to school. Have a good day, Mr. Thompson.” he turned on his heels and headed towards the elevator.

Jake hollered after him, “You too, Brian, and it’s Jake.”

Jake returned to the kitchen and carefully opened the package. Nestled inside were four luxurious red envelopes adorned with his name and the names of his coworkers in elegant, swirling black calligraphy. Jake delicately opened his envelope, revealing an invitation that was a work of art; fashioned with intricate embossing in rich, deep red and radiant silver, announcing the upcoming party on Saturday evening. Jake couldn’t help but shake his head; his mother was always going above and beyond to prove her social status.

Jake had just eased into the familiar contours of his office chair when the intercom on his desk phone sounded, and Shayla’s voice came through: “You there, Jake?”

“Yep, just sat down,” he replied, dropping the envelope containing the invitations on the desk and reaching over to flick on his desk lamp.

“The young woman I’m interviewing had something come up and asked if we could postpone to one. Are you still available?” Shayla inquired.

Jake tilted back. “I have an appointment with Dr. Caldwell at three, but I don’t see one being an issue,” he confirmed, picturing his day ahead.

“Thanks, Jake, see ya later,” Shayla said before the line clicked off.

Jake looked at the manila envelope and figured he should hand out the invitations to the girls before starting his day. He grabbed the envelope, opened the flap, and tilted it, letting the contents slide smoothly onto his desk. He collected the three red invitations and headed towards Emily’s office.

After a slight rap on the door, he entered her office and found her seated at her desk. Her eyes were fixed intently on what seemed to be a detailed map, the elaborate lines and markings barely visible from where he stood, but somewhat familiar. She looked up and quickly folded what she’d been studying. “Hey Jake, what’s up?” she greeted, her expression looking like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar, then quickly morphing into a bright smile.

“Hi Em,” Jake responded, slightly befuddled. “I, uh, just wanted to drop this off to you,” he said, his thoughts snapping back to the task at hand as he strode over and handed her the red envelope.

“Wow, fancy!” Emily exclaimed, her eyes growing wider with delight as she opened the elegant envelope and admired the embossed invitation.

Jake thought back to Kiera’s revelation that Emily caught her masturbating while watching videos of him and asked, “As long as I’m here, may we discuss something?”

“Sure, Jake, anything,” she replied with a trace of curiosity. “Let’s sit,” she recommended, gesturing towards the sofa.

Jake sat down on the couch, and she joined him, tucking her legs beneath her as she angled her body toward him. “So, what’s on your mind?” she asked, her blue eyes attentive behind her trendy glasses.

“Kiera mentioned something interesting yesterday,” Jake began, watching Emily’s face carefully. “She told me that she’s been watching the footage of ... well, of me having sex with everyone in the office.”

Surprise flashed across Emily’s face, but it quickly shifted. “She told you about that?” she said, shaking her head lightly. “She’s not very good at keeping secrets,” she giggled.

“She also mentioned that you caught her watching,” Jake noted, his eyebrow arching as he waited for her reaction.

Emily giggled, the sound light and musical. “I did,” she admitted without a trace of embarrassment. “I walked in on her masturbating while watching footage of you and Rachel. She was so into it that she didn’t even hear me come in at first.” Emily shifted slightly, her delightful breasts rising and falling with her breath. “When she finally noticed me, she looked terrified, but instead of reprimanding her, I sat down next to her and joined in.” Emily’s eyes took on a dreamy quality. “We watched together, and I showed her a few things, different ways to touch herself. It was fun playing with each other.”