Chapter 14

I walked out of Sonia’s office feeling like the king of the world. But I swear, as soon as the door closed behind me, my elation turned to dread. It was so bad that I almost had to lean against the opposite wall. I was forced to take deep breaths as the implications of what just happened rained down on me like a hail storm.

The problem wasn’t the brusque way she’d sent me off, although that was annoying. No, it was the realization that we’d just had sex in a restaurant, and furthermore, we’d been very, VERY loud while we’d done it. How could we not have been detected by at least someone?!

In fact, as this thought hit me like a punch in the face, I was fairly amazed that I wasn’t greeted by a crowd of the curious. I actually had to make a double check up and down the hallway to confirm that there wasn’t anyone else peeking at me, or camera flashes, or the like. Luckily, there was that “employees only” door one had to go through to get back here, so maybe that had helped keep our privacy.

On second thought, the fact that nobody was there wasn’t much consolation. It had been a fair number of minutes since we’d screamed our heads off. Probably, whatever eavesdropper there had been left after all the noise and excitement ended.

It was strange standing there in the hallway with nobody in sight and Sonia seemingly long gone, though she was actually just a few feet away behind her now locked office door. It was as if the momentous events that had just happened hadn’t happened. I didn’t know what I expected - a snickering waitress, perhaps - but not this.

I couldn’t just stand there though. With no other option, I walked back to my booth with my laptop bag in my hand. When I made it back to the main room, I was even more sure that I would get some reaction from somebody that revealed that our “dirty deed” had been overheard.

However, there was nothing. Total indifference. I made it all the way back to the booth I’d been in before without anyone apparently noticing me. Well, maybe not total indifference: Paula was busy with a customer, but she found the time to glance my way and briefly give me the evil eye again. That didn’t necessarily mean anything though. I had yet to say a single word to her, but I knew she was Sonia’s “enforcer,” and she had given me quite a few nasty looks, so she probably would have done that at any rate.

Sitting back down in the booth, I took a careful look around. It was still the “dead time” between lunch and dinner, so there weren’t very many customers. However, I could only see two waitresses, Paula and Dolly, and they were both busy. I remembered that Dolly was quite a stunner, but she also was afraid of me, way more than she had any reason to be. She could have heard everything and I’d probably never know, since she seemed to believe she’d burst into flames if she so much as made eye contact with me.

As I continued to scan the room, I thought, Where’s Lori? She was here when I left. She’s cool. I like how we can talk in a friendly way without any sort of sexual tension between us. She’d be able to give me the straight scoop on whether or not Sonia’s screaming carried all the way out here or not. Maybe she’s on her break, or her shift ended. Crap, either way, if she’s not here now, she might have missed out on what happened not that long ago.

I decided to put the issue of being overheard out of my mind, at least for now, since there didn’t seem to be anything I could do about it anyway. I figured no news was good news, considering what had just happened.

Instead, I tried to simply let my mind go blank for a while. I knew there would have to be an emotional reckoning about what had happened between Sonia and me, but I wasn’t ready to deal with that yet. So I closed my eyes and tried to focus on nothing but my breathing.

However, I had only been doing that for a minute or two when I heard the click-click sound of high heels on the tile floor. That wouldn’t have been a problem, but the sound was coming from the back of the restaurant! That could only mean one thing.

I opened my eyes, and sure enough, Sonia was coming right at me! And despite what we’d done, she still had the same “I’m sorely tempted to smack you upside the head” look she typically had whenever interacting with me.

But, luckily, she just gave me a particularly hateful glare and then walked on by.

Once the initial shock passed due to seeing her again so soon, I wasn’t that fazed about her anger. After all, I’d literally been balls-deep in her less than ten minutes ago! How could she truly hate me that much, after all that? Especially considering that she had started it and then demanded that I finish it? Sheesh!

Besides, I was too busy enjoying her walk past to let her get to me. She was wearing a waitress uniform, like she’d had on earlier. And that made sense, since she was filling in for the absent Yuki, who’d gotten fired. Probably, she’d have to do more waitressing later, once business picked up again. But for now, that meant I got to enjoy her walking away in her tight, silky blue uniform.

I was too sexually satiated to get stiff again, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy the sight! I recalled my earlier comment that had gotten me into some trouble: “I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you walk away.” How true! Hot damn! She looked like a stunner before, but now that I know what she’s got inside that uniform, she’s ten times hotter! Especially those hips, those sashaying hips! Man! The things those hips can do!

Unfortunately, she was walking at a good pace, and I’m sad to say I didn’t see any extra wiggle in her hips for my benefit. It wasn’t long before she disappeared into the ladies’ room.

A-ha. That’s why she came out so soon, despite almost certainly not wanting to see me. She probably had to use the bathroom. Aside from having to use the toilet, I’m sure she’ll want to tidy up before any of the waitresses get a good look at her. Smart.

I should probably do the same, and soon, but I’m seriously out of it. Fucking Sonia Bossi is one seriously draining Olympian event! Ah, hell, I guess I should go now. Maybe if I’m lucky I’ll still be in there when she comes out.

So that’s what I did. I took my sweet time washing my face and generally trying to make myself as presentable as possible, given the limitations of using a restaurant bathroom. I hoped that I lingered so long that she’d be back in her office.

But that was not to be. She took another minute or so than I did, which meant there was no way for her to go back to her office without going by my booth again. I could see she saw me there and scowled with annoyance.

She seemed hesitant at first, but she apparently decided to brazen things out, and walked right up to me. This time, she stopped. She looked just as pissed as she had five minutes or so ago, though she was spruced up. She put her hands on her hips and glared. “You!”

I smiled. “Me.” I waved in her direction. “You!” Seeing her still just glaring in irritation, I joked as I pointed at things, “Me man. You woman. This ... restaurant.”

She groaned and rolled her eyes. Then, after checking to see that none of the waitresses were paying close attention to us, she muttered very quietly under her breath, “Let’s act normal so the others don’t suspect, okay? Which means I hate you and you hate me.”

I replied while only kind of whispering, “I don’t hate you. Before, I mean, I didn’t hate you. From the start, it’s more like I’ve found you ... interesting.”

She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes. “Whatever.” Then she muttered quietly, “At least act like you hate me. In my case, it won’t be much of an act!” She resumed her normal boss voice. “Why do you keep coming here and ruining my life?! What do I have to do to get rid of you?”

I was sorely tempted to subtly tease her with a clever reference to our recent intimacy, but I decided to just play it straight. “I’m sorry, you’re stuck with me. I’m going to be here most of the day tomorrow, and the day after that, and so on. I’ll be making this my home away from home for the next week or more.”

Her eyes went wide with what looked to me like genuine alarm. Then she muttered under her breath, “Really?!”

“Really,” I whispered back.

She threw her hands up in exasperation. I got the feeling she didn’t have to fake that at all. “UGH! You’re ruining my life! Lord, save me from this ... this ... sleazeball!” With that, she hurried off in a huff, back towards her office.

After once again admiring the sight of her sexy ass cheeks undulating under her tight skirt, I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I’d been holding in.

Then, once she was gone, I tried to figure out what that was all about. Hmmm. I’m sure she didn’t want to see me again so soon. But since she couldn’t avoid it, she was trying to send me a message that what had happened in her office had been an aberration. Of course, we couldn’t go on pretending like that never happened, but she seemed determined to do just that for as long as possible. Secondly, she was also putting on a show for the other waitresses to make it seem that nothing had changed between us, and thus there was no reason to suspect we’d fucked in her office.

I looked around to see if anyone had noticed. Since the only other waitresses to be seen were still just Paula and Dolly, there wasn’t much for me to see. Again, Dolly seemed to be going out of her way to avoid making eye contact with me, although my mere presence in the room seemed to make her nervous. Paula was busy with a customer, which was just as well, since she probably would have given me another nasty look anyway.

I was in the middle of wondering what happened to Lori when I saw her come through the front door with a bag in her hand. It took a couple of minutes before Lori settled back into her job, but she made her way over to me.

She gave me a big smile. “So ... what did I miss?!”

I asked her, “What do you mean?”

She looked around carefully and then leaned in. “Don’t act like you don’t know - you were in the middle of it! I was dying of curiosity when you went back to talk to The Bat. My questions were: would the police need to bring one stretcher or two? And who would get the task of wiping the blood off the walls?”

I played along. “Awww, come on. It wasn’t that bad.”

Her eyes went wide with excitement. “No, it wasn’t. Because nobody heard anything for the longest time. No surprise there, since her office is well soundproofed. But then ... then ... I heard the faintest sound of a scream! And it didn’t sound like a normal scream. It was a high-pitched scream of either total agony or total ecstasy! And I just talked to Dolly a minute ago, and she confirmed that The Bat came by a couple of minutes ago, and with a noticeable lack of stab wounds.”

I still was trying my best to play dumb. “And?”

“And what?!” Lori asked impatiently. “That’s what I’m asking you!”

I persisted, “And ... what did you hear after that?”

She stomped her foot in aggravation. “That’s the most annoying thing! Paula must have heard that strange scream too. She hurried over to me and told me it was time for me to take my break, starting immediately. And I was overdue for my break, so I had no choice but to comply. Argh! So frustrating! By the time I get back, you’re sitting here, happy as a clam. So that’s why you have to tell me what happened, and what I missed!”

She looked at my face and groaned unhappily. “But you’re not going to do that, are you?”

“I’m afraid not. Sonia and I talked. But whatever we talked about, that’s between her and me.”

Lori leaned forward even more, actually putting both hands on the table like she was aggressively interrogating me. “‘Talked?’ Is that really all you did? Talk?”

I shrugged. “What else would we do?”

She gave me a disdainful look. “Oh, come on. How naive do you think I am? I’m married, after all. I know what an angry scream sounds like and what a sexual scream sounds like. Furthermore, I couldn’t talk long to Dolly, what with Paula breathing down our necks and all, but she told me that Paula basically shooed her to the farthest corner of the restaurant from the Bat Cave, and even so, she heard more suspicious screams.”

I spoke cautiously, because I didn’t want to outright lie to Lori, since I liked her. “Okay, I’ll admit that things got heated in the office. Quite heated, in fact. But at least nobody got stabbed.”

She pointed at me accusingly. “A-ha! You’re too clever by half! There are two kinds of heated, you know. Which one is it?”

While she was talking, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Paula was walking towards us. I muttered under my breath, “Look who’s coming our way.”

Luckily, Paula was still a ways away and couldn’t hear what we were saying, but she didn’t like that we were talking this much.

Lori saw her, and muttered, “Crap. But we’re not done. I need answers!” Then she hurried off. She didn’t have any customers to tend to, since we were still in the dead zone, but she pretended to get busy tidying up.

Paula gave me one of her nasty looks before turning around. She really had it in for me, even though we had literally yet to speak a single word to each other.

I had a minute or two to think about what to tell Lori. Clearly, she was very suspicious, but she didn’t know anything for sure. Dolly likely didn’t either. Paula probably suspected more, since she could go closer to the office while blocking the others from doing so, but I was confident she wasn’t going to be spreading gossip about Sonia and me getting it on. In fact, it looked like she was doing all she could to stop such gossip.

I waved my hand to get Lori’s attention, since I was sitting in her section, after all. Then, under the pretense of resuming our conversation, I quietly told her, “Look. I can’t talk about this right now, with Bat Junior over there.” I nodded towards Paula. “But let me warn you or maybe assure you that whatever you think happened in her office is probably way off.”

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. “What do you mean? Because I’ll tell you what I think-”

I held my hand up. “No, don’t please. Not yet. I’ll make you a deal. I’ll tell you what happened, at least in vague terms, but later. Not today. Probably not tomorrow either. But as soon as I can. And in the meantime, I need you to promise not to spread any rumors around, okay? Yes, Sonia and I had a private talk, and yes, there was screaming. But that’s it. You don’t have to lead people on with your theories about what kind of screaming it was. And please tell Dolly to do the same.”

She still stared at me with a narrow gaze. “Why? Why should I do that?”

I was winging it as I talked. “Because, I don’t know you well, it’s true, but I already consider you kind of a friend. So I’m hoping you can do me a favor. And it’s for your benefit. I’m trying to change Sonia’s opinion of me. If I can do that, maybe she’ll listen to some of the suggestions I’ve been making, which can help improve this restaurant. I’ll have to explain that to you later. But the bottom line is, only bad things can happen if Sonia hears rumors that there was some kind of ... whatever ... back in her office.”

Lori leaned in like she did before. “So wait. There wasn’t any kind of ‘whatever?!’”

I held my hands up defensively. “Trust me, I’ll tell you what I can when I can. It’s complicated. But trust me when I say you don’t want Sonia to hear those sorts of rumors. And if you start talking, it’s just a matter of time until she does.”

Lori stood back and grunted unhappily. “Okay, I believe that part. I can easily imagine her going postal. But what does ‘it’s complicated’ mean?! Did you or did you do... ‘whatever’ with her back there?!”

It wasn’t easy, but I fobbed off Lori’s questions without giving anything away. Then I ordered a smoothie just so Lori could have an excuse to point to if Paula gave her grief for talking to me for a while.

Lori walked away frustrated, but I was optimistic that she’d be quiet and she’d get Dolly to be quiet. Since Dolly was submissive and easily scared, I figured that part wouldn’t be too hard.

I re-ran through my mind how Sonia and I got intimate. Then I concluded, Okay, that came from out of left field. There’s absolutely no way I could have been able to get permission from Min beforehand about THAT! Even so, it was wrong. And at the very least, I need to clue her in as soon as I can. Right now!

I was about to get up and go outside to call her, but then another thought hit me: The sex boycott!

Dammit! How can I tell her, now? This is the worst possible time! She’s tapped into that hive-mind too. Hell, she’s the hive queen. Telling her is the same as telling everyone in the harem, and that’ll totally undercut everything I’m trying to achieve with the sex boycott. This could set that back days, and I don’t have lots of days to play with, given Nicky coming home soon.

Shit!

I pondered the situation some more. It wasn’t long before I concluded, I HAVE to tell Min. Today! There’s no way I can’t. Yes, I’ve got a harem now, but the cornerstone of that is my marriage to Min. Without that, it all falls apart. Even through all the cucquean weirdness, I feel a certain fidelity and loyalty to her, and it’s a strong, strong feeling. I’d feel just awful if she doesn’t know. And yet ... it’s key that the others can’t know, at least not for a good while. So the only solution is for me to tell her and have her not tell anyone else. I know that’ll kill her in a way. She’ll literally be dying to share that juicy news.

But then again, she’s being punished right now anyway. So maybe this isn’t a total disaster after all. This will be a good test for her to prove that she’s on my side. And even without the sex boycott factor, it’s important for her to prove to me and everyone else in our harem that she can restrain her cucquean urges and maintain some discretion.

I continued to think things though and soon concluded, This is the only way forward. I simply wouldn’t be able to sleep at night without sharing this news with my loving wife first. It would eat away at me until I couldn’t take it anymore, so I have no option. Plus, I have confidence that when push came to shove, she’ll be able to keep the secret from the others. Probably the secret will come out one way or another in a matter of days anyway. For instance, Sue Ellen could hear something at Mama Mia’s. But a few days of the Gruesome Twosome believing I’m getting no sex at all could be crucial and take the sex boycott to a whole new level with them.

It was a relief to sort that out for myself. But that raised another issue. I promised Sonia that I wouldn’t tell anyone else what we’d done, and that was a lie. I have to tell Mindy, period! I could just lie to Sonia about that, but that’s not prudent, because there’s a chance Mindy might crack and then Sue Ellen would find out, and then Sonia could trace gossip back to her. And that would be terrible. The more truthful I can be, the better. Besides, I figure Sonia will have to grudgingly admit that since Mindy was my wife, she at least has a right to know.

However, this problem leads to another problem: how do I talk to Sonia again?! The logical solution would be to go back to her office and have another private chat about this very private matter. But frankly, I have no idea what might happen to us if we find ourselves alone in a secure room like that again. We might just talk. Or ... we might end up going wild on each other all over again! There’s no telling.