Chapter 2

I just need time to slow down or stop, Tom thought as he mashed the elevator button over and over. His introduction to Mary, if you could call it that, caused him to miss his exit on the subway. Though to be honest it definitely was the most erotic sexual encounter of his life. Also totally worth getting in trouble for being a little late since he rarely ever was. Tom still hated the idea of being late and prided himself on being punctual.

The elevator opened and Tom stepped in pressing the button for the 32nd floor. He checked his watch and saw he was running just under a half hour late. He had the elevator to himself. Tom took a deep breath and closed his eyes as the elevator lurched and pulled him skyward. His mind raced with the events of the morning commute trying to remember every detail and save it for future spank bank material.

The elevator doors opened and Tom snapped his attention back to the present. He walked out onto his floor and walked up to the security door for his company. A quick tap of his keycard and he was in.

Tom’s boss had her officer just next to the security door. While her office door was opaque he figured it was better to check in and try to sell a bullshit story than try to sneak by. Abigail was fair, but if you really messed up she could latch on like a doberman and wouldn’t give up until she had extracted her pound of flesh. Tom had seen it happen more than once and was glad he had never been on the receiving end as of yet.

Tom gave two quick taps on the wood frame of the door.

“Come in” Abigail hailed. Tom opened the door and leaned in.

“Morning Abby, sorry I’m late. Commute was unbelievable this morning. Did i miss anything”

“No worries, glad you’re here. Phil called in sick and we need to get those inventory reports done today. We need to place an order for anything we are short on for the 500 series or else the factory outside Seoul won’t be able to make them in time for the next production run.”

Tom could see the stress in her facial expressions. Abigail was in her early 40’s and was still quite stunning. Her features where sharp except for the slight feathering of crows feet next to her eyes. Rumor around the office was she used to be a cheerleader for one of the midwestern football teams. Tom could imagine it. She had a tight compact frame, usually wrapped in very professional business attire. She stood at about 5 and a half feet tall with well kept shoulder length dirty blonde hair.

“We were about ⅔ of the way done last week” Tom said, “should be able to get it done today”

“Will be done today” Abigail snapped

“That’s what I meant, i will definitely get it done today”

It was quite doable, Tom thought to himself. He slowly closed the door and started to make his way back to the office he shared with his work buddy Phil. Speaking of which, why didn’t he text me, Tom pondered. Tom stepped into the breakroom that was around the corner from his office and placed his empty coffee mug under the instant brewing machine. He popped in his favorite coffee and pressed the button to start it. The the machine began to heat up Tom reached into his pocket for his phone.

(2 messages PHIL (work)) it read across the screen. Tom unlocked his phone and clicked on the text app.

(Hey bud won’t make it in today, kiddos have been sick all weekend) (Also the password for my comp is MapleLongJohns3737. The inventory files are on the desktop. And no changing my background to naked firefighters or some shit)

Tom chuckled. Phil was pre-diabetic but still had a helluva sweet tooth. Also he definitely decided to change the background to the picture of a well endowed male porn star sitting on a bed that has been going around. That’s the least he could do for his buddy since he got saddled with the last of the work solo. With his fresh cup of coffee Tom went into the office that he and Phil shared. He placed his coffee and satchel on his desk and proceeded to boot up both computers in the cramped office.

Once up and running Tom logged into Phil’s computer. ‘First things first’ he chuckled to himself. He found the picture he was looking for and saved it to the background of the PC. Tom then opened the folder on the desktop labeled inventory. Boom there it is, he thought to himself. Tom right clicked the file, selected copy and then pulled up the shared drive for the office. He right clicked again and pasted it to the drive. The window popped up showing the download in progress zip along until it hit 86%. After a few seconds a pop-up notified Tom that the data on the file was corrupted.

Shit ... that can’t be good.

Tom picked up the phone on the desk and called the number for the office tech wizard, May. May answered and after a quick explanation of what was wrong she tersely agreed to come see and hung up. Tom began to chew on his thumbnail thinking about how he was not gonna escape an ass chewing if May couldn’t fix it.

Tom was starting to think about Abigail throwing him off the roof when he heard the soft knock at the door. ‘Come in’ Tom blurted out after snapping back to reality.

May popped in ‘lets unfuck this thing’ she stated, closing the door behind her. May was one of the taller women of the office but also fairly waifish. Tom knew she was half Puerto Rican but didn’t know what else. She had dark black hair in a short bob cut that made her pale olive skin pop. She was wearing her trademark gray zip-up hoodie.

The office joke between the men was that she was always cold. This mainly had to do with the fact that whenever her hoodie was open or off it was painfully obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Though with A-cups she didn’t really need one, but her constantly erect nipples were definitely attention getters. May was also wearing a pair of yoga pants. Definitely against company policy but seeing as she rarely left her office and her tight bubble butt looked amazing in them, Tom doubted anyone complained.

May was also one of the office lesbians, so Tom looked just long enough to enjoy the view as she walked in and then diverted his attention to the computer. He knew she wasn’t the type to complain but he still didn’t want to be rude. May had a habit of flirting with cute new males hires, until someone would inform them that she was dating the thick Latina in billing. That usually gave everyone a laugh as long as HR wasn’t nearby.