DAY 4: 'HARD' DAY AT WORK?
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Today was a disaster!
I mean, yeah, every day is a disaster with Evan!
But today is the worst!
I shall write an entry for today by starting at the very beginning of the day.
Like usual, as interns, we usually have not many works, unless being runners for the permanent staffs to do printing, buying them coffee, something like that. Luckily for me, Yuna always asked me around, so that other workers there did not have their chance to boss me around.
"I do this because of Jenna, okay? I prefer you been asked around by Tom."
Yuna pointed out at the messy, bad-looking worker at the end of the office cubicles. Somehow, people always said that the reason why they put Tom there is because of his is a weirdo. Well, it is not that I do not like him. I used to help him, and really, he had that hot body, but sadly, it did not match with his maniac attitude.
Ah, if only he is not that crazy!
"Hey, Tom is kind, okay! But minus the attitude..."
Yuna laughed it out and handed me some papers from her table to me.
"I need this to be shredded right away. I know, I know, I can do it by myself, but make yourself busy. I heard that the several heads of chiefs are going to supervise today."
I lean at her cubicles' wall, to lower my voice, as I was about to go gossip mode.
"Do you know who will be in charge of this department?"
I asked since I wanted to impress someone from the administration department. Yuna moved closer and was about to whisper to my ear.
"I..."
I waited for her answer patiently, yet excited.
"I don't know! Now, get back to work, you lazy ass bum!"
She laughed out and ruffled my hair, to make it messy.
"Jerk. Wait until the moment when I'm hired as the permanent staff, I'll make sure to do the same thing."
I made my way to the shredder machine to dispose of these Yuna's unwanted papers. As I went there, Tom called me out.
OMG! Please no more crazy thoughts!
"Alan! Come 'ere!"
Sadly, with my current position in this company, I have no right to not go to him. With every upsetting step, I walked toward him. As I got nearer to him, his smile got even more extensive than before.
Why do you have to be a weirdo, in that Godly-who-knows body?
"Yeah, Tom, you called?"
He nodded and asked me to come near to him, like beside him. He wanted me to stand beside him, like really close to him!
His face might literally meet my crotch if he turned around!
"Is this enough?"
I asked, unsure about how close did he want me to be. I leave a few inches gap between us, so he can breathe.
And not talking to my crotch!
"No, here! Closer!"
He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer. Since he was a bit far from his other coworkers, most people did not notice what he been doing, and this!
"Tom! I kinda lose my-"
As he pulled me, I fall down on his lap, directly! I took a few minutes to realize about it, but something made me felt tingly.
Something pointy is pressed under my butt!
"Um Tom, I think I need to stand up..."
He put his right arm on the table, barred me from getting up. I was a bit panicked right now. I wanted to shout, but people do not care about Tom!
"Haha, but, em, it felt weird here, like you know it yourself right, haha..."
I tried to sound as I was not comfortable with it, though I am!
It kind of huge down there!
But, I need to remain professional here.
My job is on the line!
I looked at directly on his face, and he started to smile, creepy but attractive.
Why are you a weirdo?! If not, I am the one who will make the first move!
"Come on, Alan. It kinda fun, right? Mmm, it warms down there!"
He licked his lips, like knowing it was sexy, but it is not!
It is creepy!
"Haha, Tom. You obviously can do this later, I mean, like your body is, wow, who didn't like that, right?"
His eyes suddenly looked enlighten, like he was pleased with my compliment. Poor guy! It was not a compliment, it was a red flag!
"So, you think I'm attractive? I think you too, looks, delicious. Wonder how my hands worked?"
His left hand suddenly patted on my back, and slowly, it moved, up and down, like he tried to do something.
"Ahh~ Tom, s-stop..."
I accidentally let out my squeak voice. I am bit sensitive, so whoever touches my body, especially the 'alarming' area, can make me feel tingly.
And hard, of course!
"You like that, don't you? I know you had that little slutty side in you. Mmm, it growing."
He was not kidding, cause my butt pressed into something even harder, and it moved!
"T-Tom, we're at work..."
My worst day, or lucky, at some point, as no one was there, even to just pass by. His workplace was off too far for some people, and people really wanted to avoid him.
I shut my eyes tightly, as I did not know what to do.
And something inside me begged me, to stay like this for a while.
To enjoy the moment.
His hand was quite big when he stroked my back, gently, like someone massaging me. As I was too enjoyed with his 'magic hand', it suddenly moved to the front and went straight to between my thighs.
"Oh, so you do enjoy it. You're getting hard."
Tom's big hand kept moving from my thighs to the zipper area, and I cannot take it anymore.
Do not burst here, dammit!
"T-tom, actually no, please stop..."
I was so longing on man's touch, that when I got one, in this freaking office, with this weirdo.
I do not care anymore.
If it burst, then so be it.
I closed my eyes and imagined how Tom will end me in the bed.
"Enjoying your time?"
Suddenly, I heard another voice, and surely it was not Tom's, as it was deeper and sexier. I opened my eyes as I did not felt Tom's hand moved around as it should.
Dang, it!
But it was not the problem here. I looked at Tom first, as his mouth was wide open when he looked to his left. I too, turned around to look at what he was looking at.
You know who?
Evan!
"M-Mr Evan, it is not what you looked like! Alan here, he- he felt pain! Yeah, yeah, pain...on his thighs! Yes, yes, his thighs!"
Tom stuttered as he tried to explain the situation here.
I am pretty sure the situation can explain itself.
Though those two were stared at each other, I still cannot get up, as my thing is hard right now!
Evan noticed me, who still did not get up from Tom's lap, and started to give me that glare.
"Intern, are you enjoying that much by sitting on his lap?"
Screw!
I tried to move around, but Tom immediately pinned me down, making me not moving around.
Ah, I know the reason.
He too was hard and having me moving around arouse him more.
Evan stared at us, and seriously, his eyes were filled with rage and anger, but he still remains his composure. He gave a deadly stare at Tom.
"You, I heard a lot about you. Do you want to get demoted? Or, do you tried to get yourself fired?"
Tom quickly shook his head.
"N-no, sir!"
"Then let the intern go, dammit!"
Evan's voice started to raise, which attracted a few people to come.
"Everyone else, do your work! Don't try to come here, or you too will get fired!"
With that single threat, nobody dares to come closer to the three of us. Evan still stared closely at Tom, who was yet does not move his hand.
"Will.you.get.the.intern.off?"
Evan spoked it again, but this time, he stressed the words. Feeling startled, Tom raised his hands, although I can sense his thing was still hard.
That is mean, I too had to stand up!
Evan stared at me.
"Do I have to help you or something?"
He gave me that look, which sent shivers to my spine. I have no choice. I slowly tried to stand up, hoping my thing got to de-hard, but of course, it would not.
Evan scanned me, up to down. Then, he shifted his eyes to Tom, who was covering his things.
"So, this office romance, how long had it already been done?"
I looked at him with my eyes open.
"I'm sorry, sir, but this is not like what you're thinking about. I accidentally fall onto Mr Tom, and he was tried to help me."
I replied, nervously, as he can see it through my tones. He raised his eyebrow while motioned his hands, circling onto two of us.
"Help you with what? Getting intimate in the office, where you were supposed to do your job?"
Though he did not raise his voice this time, the way he put his words, and the tone he used, sarcastic, but sharp, making me scared even more. Finally, he sighed and was about to leave.
"You, what's your name?"
He talked to Tom, who was trying to look away.
"T-Tom, sir!"
"Whatever, I don't care. Clean up your mess, and start doing your job. I want it done by today, and I don't care about your excuses. Failed to do so, you're out."
Tom quickly pushed his chair closer into his table and started to do his job. Evan looked at me and narrowed his eyes.
He pointed at me and gestured his finger.
"You. Come with me. Now."
Gulp!
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