Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

co- worker relations

okay so quick update this took me forever to edit because the writer doesn't know how to space paragraphs, anywho.. sorry I haven't updated like I said I would have, I've been feeling pretty down lately which isn't unusual for me, but it just makes me not want to do qnything.

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“Miss Y/L/N, you do know we don’t tolerate sexual relations between coworkers, correct?”

“Yes, of course Mr. Jones. May I ask what’s this about?” I was currently at a boring work party and my boss came over to speak with me.

“We have come to attention that you may have been sleeping with one of your coworkers. And we investigated these rumours and a source confirmed that you and Mr. Bieber are sleeping together.”

“WHAT?! No no no we are most definitely not sleeping together”.

I was Justin’s, Mr. Bieber’s, boss. Since he started working with us, he always flirted with me and asked me out a couple of times, which I kindly declined. I knew we weren’t allowed to date/sleep with a coworker.

“I’m sorry Miss Y/L/N, but or source was confirmed and I’m sorry to tell you this, but I need you to come in on Monday with your resignation letter and a box to collect your stuff.”

“How was this confirmed when it never happened?!”

“Sorry Miss Y/L/N. You might want to spend this weekend searching for a new job”.

I just lost my job. And even worse it was because everyone thought I’d slept with someone which I never did. I walked out of the function room and into the cold night air outside.

There was a bench just next to the door and I sat there. I was good at this job, I was about to get a promotion. I worked here 2 years, but I got fired and all because of that man. Urhh!

Although I was Justin’s boss we were the same age, I had an internship in high school and as soon as I left started working there.

Justin only came to work there at the end of last year, merely 14 months. He better be getting fired too. 

“Why are you out here all alone?” That voice. I turned my head confirming my suspicion on who it was before I turned away in disgust.

He wandered over and sat next to me on the bench. “So?” “I needed some fresh air. Yourself?” “I saw you leave” “so you followed me?” “Maybe” “you did” “yeah”.

He placed his hand on my bare crossed legs and moved his thumb back and forth along my skin.

I looked at him, I can’t lie, he wasn’t bad looking, actually quite handsome and his arms, you can tell he worked out regularly.

I placed my hand on top of his, going to move it but stopped my actions. I wasn’t his boss anymore. We weren’t coworkers, I wasn’t breaking any rules. Maybe some of my own but I’ve already hit the bottom and lost my job.

I picked up his hand off my thigh and stood. Taking his hand in my own pulling him onto his feet and towards the car park. “Which car is yours?” He didn’t answer, knowing what I was doing.

He grasped my hand tighter and pulled me to his car. I was pushed against the passenger side door, his lips attacking mine roughly, I kissed back, our lips moving in sync. Damn, why didn’t i do this sooner.