Transformation

Just another day getting up and getting ready to head to my dead-end job. My name is Chryseis Greene, Chrys for short, and I work for the Postal Service as a mail carrier. It used to be a good job, but everyday it gets harder and harder to bring myself to get up and go. The only good thing about this job is getting to see him. It's only for about 5 minutes a day, but it made my day worth while. Fredrick Harris. The most handsome man that I have ever seen. Standing over me, looking at me with his deep brown eyes, making me have the dirtiest thoughts a girl could have. I really don't know what it is about him, but there is something that makes me want him. Every part of him, and he knows it. The sad thing is, is that he's known this for years. 6 to be exact. For six years he's known that he makes me wet between my legs and I would want nothing more than ride him into the sunset. Sitting in the parking lot, not ready for what the day has instore for me, debating if I just want to turn around and go home. 'No one has seen me, so what would it hurt?' While I'm thinking to myself about how many sick days I have left and if I really wanted to take one, another car pulls in. At first, all I see is headlights, cussing at them in my head because the lights are blinding bright, then I realize it's him. The man I can't stop thinking about. I start smiling as he parks and gets out of the car. His dark brown curly hair, that was normally on his shoulders was put up in a bun today. 'Good, now hopefully his hair wont get stuck on my lip ring and he wont make his stupid joke.' 'Beautiful' I thought to myself, watching him walking towards the building. 'F*ck it.' I grabbed my smokes and energy drink and started to head inside. "Chrys" he says to me. "Fredrick" I said back as I went in for my daily hug. It was the thing that made this place worth while. "How are you this morning?" he asks while I'm putting my arms around his neck for my hug. "Oh you know, same sh*t different day" I said with a smile, slowly pulling away from the hug. As I'm pulling away, a loose strain of his hair gets caught on my lip ring. "You and that hair" I said to him as I moved my head back to get his hair from my mouth. "Bet you couldnt even reach the hair" he says with a sly smile. God, I love that smile. "Well you already said no, so I guess we`ll never know" I replied, giving him that look of come on, either nut up or shut up. He knows I want him, and like I've said to him more times than I can count, that he has already told me no. That he thinks I'm shy and that he doesn't think that I can hang with him. But I guess he forgets that he said that or maybe he's just being an a**hole. Either way, I still want him, sad i know. He just smiles at me with that beautiful smile and walks off. "Jack a**" I say loud enough for him to hear as I head towards my case to get my route ready for the day. After finishing the route, I stop at a gas station on my way home to get gas, a energy drink, and some smokes for the next day. All while thinking of my hug this morning. His smile. His eyes. Something about them just pulls me in. Like deep pools that I could swim in if he would let me. 'Damn it' now i'm horny. Whenever I think of him, my thoughts always turn s****l. Sh*t cant even wait until I get home. Gotta stop thinking about him. I'm starting to get turned on in the gas station parking lot pumping gas. Pumping...... 'Chrys! Stop! We'll be home soon.' I thought about him all the way home and for the rest of the evening, especially when I was getting ready for bad. I pulled my pink v*brator from under my pillow, closed my eyes and pictured him. Turning the speed up a notch and moving my hips around, I picture him pumping in and out of me making me scream out his name in pure ecstasy. Keeping up an even pace, I played with myself, wishing it was Fredrick doing me like this, until I c*m. 'Damn, now there's a mess.' Grabbing a towel, I lay it on the bed and do a quick wipe down and let sleep take me into dream world. 'I slept horrible last night' I thought to myself as my alarm went off. Nothing but nightmare after nightmare plagued my every sleeping thought. The crazy part, all of my nightmares had him in it. Nothing was going right. Everything from him saying the most cruel, hurtful things, to me never seeing him again. Anytime something in my dream seemed like it was going good, a dark cloud came over the dream. Everything would turn cold and the whites of his eyes would turn black. 'WHY WOULD WE WANT YOU?' 'YOU BRING US NOTHING BUT PAIN AND MISSARY!' 'STAY AWAY! WE NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR PATHIC FACE EVER AGAIN!' Just thinking of those words made me want to cry. 'It was just a dream.' I told myself over and over. ' Why am I doing this to myself? He doesn't want me like that. Friends maybe, but I dont think we could really be friends with the types of feelings that i have for him' Kicking myself for being so stupid and realizing that now I was going to be late. 'Oh well, they better be glad that im showing up at all.' Walking up to the building my feet were getting heavier. Almost like I was wearing lead shoes. Pushing open the door, I walked to my case, no one making any comment about me being almost 30 minutes late. Which is not like me at all. Normally I'm anywhere from 10-15 minutes early. I get to my case and started working, but something isn't right. Something feels off today. An hour goes by and I haven't seen Fredrick yet. 'Normally I would have seen him by now' Oh well, maybe he took today off. Maybe I missed him earlier. 'I mean he hasn't been coming by like he used to' Hes just busy. ' He's always made time for you before' Well now its apparently different. 'He's pulling away from you' So? I've been doing that. I go back and forth with myself for what feels like forever only to have the hand of my stupidvisor waving in front of my face saying my name with an annoyed look on his face. "CHRYS!! Do you not hear me?!?" Dan almost yelled. "Sorry Dan, I was just thinking of something, what's up?" Not even bothering to look at him as I went about my work. "Yesterday you misdelivered a package." he stared blankly at me waiting for an answer. "Address? Name?" getting annoyed because he always did this. Dan Maloy, would walk up to you, say barely a sentence, then just stare at you. If you didn't give him the answer he wanted in the timeframe he wanted, which was usually 0.2 seconds, he would get red in the face and start yelling. All without saying what the real issue was. "ALRIGHT SMART A**! WHEN I ASK YOU A F*CKING QUESTION, YOU F*CKING ANSWER ME! DO NOT REPLY WITH ANOTHER QUESTION!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, his face turning red and the vein on the side of his head was turning blue and starting to throb. "Well, how do you expect me to know what you are talking about, if you don't give me all the information? And why the hell do you need to yell at me like that for? You already had a conversation with my union rep about how you speak to me." Now I'm getting annoyed because I do not like the fact that this guy keeps going against what the union has said. I mean if there's a union and I'm paying dues, why don't they do something about this guy? "I DON'T GIVE TWO SH*TS WHAT YOUR UNION HAS SAID! NOW ANSWER MY QUESTION!" He bellowed at me. "Fix your tone and we can have a normal conversation and I can answer any questions you have." "WHAT ARE YOU STUPID? HOW HARD IS IT TO DELIVER THE RIGHT PACKAGE TO THE RIGHT PLACE?!" "Dan, you need to chill out. Keep yelling I'm going home." "YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING!! i***t!" "That's it. I'm done. I'm going home. You have no right to treat anyone this way." I said to him as I picked up my things and started to walk back to my car. No one came out after me, I think everyone was still too shocked at what just happened to really know what had just happened. I got in my car and drove myself home. Smiling the whole way, feeling like the weight of the world, at that moment, had been taken off my shoulders.