Sunday Evening’s Debauchery

Chapter Eleven

Catrin

The rest of the week went by pretty fast. We did all our regular cleaning jobs for the rest of the week, and it was Thursday before I even knew it. Marry called us all into the office before we all had a chance to clocked out and leave.

“Okay. I called you all in because I wanted to talk about StoneyRidge.” She says as she looks at all of us. “I have put a lot of thought into this and I wanted to discuss who will be sent there and what not.” She lets out a sigh. “Catrin and Emma will be the main cleaners for StoneyRidge and will work it both Sunday and Monday, unless you are absolutely needed somewhere else. Sarah and Jenny you will alternate between Sunday and Monday. This is how it will be for now, unless it needs to be changed.” She looks at us all to make sure we are all happy with it.

I can tell Sarah is a little bit annoyed that she won’t be working on it as much as Emma and me. I know what she wants, she wants the bonus tip. I don’t blame her. That is practically a whole paycheck of tips for two days' worth of cleaning.

I look over to see Jenny and she doesn’t seem bothered at all by Marry’s decision. She is so simple and nice to work with. She goes with the flow. I think she is just happy she is getting one day with the bonus tip.

Brenda and Kim just roll their eyes. They don’t really know about StoneyRidge. They haven’t worked it yet. They are young. Probably around 18, not very long out of high school if they are. They are both kind of new to the job, so they keep to themselves. I doubt anyone has really talked about StoneyRidge to them.

I, on the other hand, have mix feelings about it. I agreed because I could really use the bonus tips, but at the same time it is very tiring and physically exhausting cleaning StoneyRidge. Not to mention if you attend the event on Sunday! I will get use to it and adjust to the new schedule. If things get too tiring, then I can skip the party every now and then I say to myself.

Everyone started to clock out and head to their cars. Emma and I stayed back.

“Hey Marry, why did you choose us to be the main cleaners?” Emma asked. I am so happy she asked, because I was just about to, but was nervous as I didn’t want to sound ungrateful.

“Well, you both know what needs to be done there. And don’t say I said this, but you two are my best cleaners. Mr. Muller is paying well over my asking price and deserves the place to spotless. Having StoneyRidge as a regular will really help this company and I don’t want any excuses for us to get dropped.” She says with a matter-of-fact tone.

I couldn’t help but smile. That is a compliment of the highest regard coming from Marry. I take pride in my work. I know it is just a cleaner job and gets looked down on a lot by other people, but it is my job and I want to make sure it gets done right. Knowing that Marry thinks of me as being one of her best cleaners makes me happy.

It is always nice to be appreciated.

Emma and I are about to walk out and head home to get some rest for the next day when we here Marry clear her throat.

“You two are probably exhausted. Take tomorrow and Saturday off. I’ll see you bright and early Sunday morning.” She says and immediately starts her paperwork again.

“Thanks, Marry! Have a nice weekend!” Emma and both say together as we walk towards our car.

“You have any plans for your weekend?” I ask Emma.

“No not really. I might meet up with that Tinder man. Never got to reschedule with him yet. We have been sexting and he has sent me a few more d**k pics. I really want to know if his game play is as good has his talk.” Emma says as she gives me a wink.

I almost forgot about Emma’s Tinder man date and how she was looking forward to it because of how big his manhood is. Speaking of large manhood, it instantly made me think of Mr. Muller and how big he was. This Tinder man didn’t have nothing compared to Mr. Muller. I couldn’t help but blush.

“Why are you blushing over that. You are too innocent. I swear.” Emma says with a tease. She has no idea that I was thinking about Mr. Muller’s impressive length, not her riding this Tinder man’s d**k!

I need to change the subject from Tinder man. “Hey, do you want to go shopping with me Saturday to help me pick out a new dress for Sunday?” I ask her. Emma’s eyes instantly light up.

“Yes! Of course I do!!” She says with so much excitement in her voice. “I would f*****g love to dress you for this!” I can’t help but smile and let out a giggle at her excitement.

“Okay. Okay. Calm down. Let’s meet at noon at my place and we can take my car.” I tell her. “I’ll see you Saturday. Kiss kiss.” I say and I open my driver's side door and get in.

“See you then, Cat. Kiss kiss.”

It was really nice sleeping in on Friday. The rest of the day I did absolutely nothing. I ordered Chinese takeout and binged watched Netflix all day. Everyone deserves a lazy day to unwind from everything.

Saturday was here before I knew it. I looked at the clock on my phone and had about an hour before Emma would be here. I took a quick shower and was blow drying my hair when I hear Emma come in.

She walks in and throws her handbag on the bed before falling starfish style on my bed, while letting out a deep sigh.

“Rough night?” I ask her. I knew the answer. She looks absolutely exhausted but still had a glow on her.

“You can say that.” She says as she sits up with a huge smile on her face. I guess she finally rescheduled, and Tinder man’s game was as good as his talk. I roll my eyes and smile. My insatiable best friend makes me laugh and I am so happy I have her in my life.

We get to the mall and start checking out different stores. Nothing seems to be catching Emma’s eye. I don’t mind shopping. I enjoy browsing and hitting the sales rack. You never know what treasure you might find.

Emma pulls me into a lingerie store. I was a little reluctant to follow her in. I went into one when I was around 16 and a group of girls, I went to high school with walked in when I was looking around. I heard them making loud comments to one another about who wants to see a pig in lingerie. Even went so far as to oink at me when walked by them. I left the store in tears. Ever since then I haven’t really gone into these kinds of stores.

I am an adult now. That was many years ago! Besides I haven’t talked nor seen any of the girls I went to high school with since graduation and I don’t plan too either. No one will know us! Right?

“Hey, Tracy.” Emma greets the store clerk as we walk in. I stand corrected. I guess she would know someone here. Emma grabs my hand and leads me straight to the back on the store where there is a nice selection of different garments.

I start looking through a sales bin. Mostly just mix match items. They are nice but nothing really catches my fancy. I usually don’t dress in laces or wear thongs. I love my comfortable clothes and if you are cleaning all day you want to be comfortable. So, granny panties are for me.

“Hhmmmm.” I hear Emma say. I look over at her to see her looking at the selections of different underwear and bras. “Oh, this one is perfect.” She says as she grabs a matching pair of light pink bra and panties.

They are very cute. They are made out of thin lace and left little to the imagination of what was underneath them. They give you the appearance of being naked without being fully unclothed. Perfect!

I quickly agree to them. Why not? I want to feel sexy. So, I grab my size and buy them before I lose my nerve and chicken out.

After going in few more stores, I am searching the sales rack when I found the perfect dress. A priceless treasure for cheap. Gotta love a sale rack!

It was a modern sundress. Like the lingerie it’s lightly pink, but slightly a different shade. Towards the end of the hemline there is a soft mixture of butterflies. It has thick straps, with a straight neckline. A thin elastic band right below the breast, that happens to hug the smallest part of my waist, and a a nice lose skirt. The hem of the skirt ends a little bit before my knees.

I called Emma over to show her and to get her opinion, and without hesitation she said yes to the dress!

“Oh this color is going to look great on you! I can already tell it is going to give your skin a nice hue. It’s perfect!” She says to me as she is holding the dress up to me.

Luckily there was one left in my size. I didn’t need any heels. Me and Emma were the same size shoe, and she is going to lend me her black pumps.

So, I am all set for Sunday evening.