I walked up to Mr. Bakers door and noticed it was closed. I sighed. He told me to come early, and he's not even here. Then I thought I heard a girls voice so I put my ear to the door. All I could hear was heavy breathing and what I thought was a girl saying my bosses name. Then I started hearing yelling and suddenly the door burst open and a lady I have never seen before comes out. She looks at me and I see her shirt is partly undone.
I gulp and ask, "Is Mr. Baker in there?"
She laughed and said, "Hell yeah he is." Then she pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "Keep your pants on kid. He's wild one." Then she winked and walked off.
I stood there shocked for awhile and snapped back to reality when I heard Mr. Baker call my name.
"Yes sir?" I asked walking into his office. I've only been in here once before, which is when I was getting interviewed for the job. I noticed that his desk wasn’t as neat as it usually is and that his clothes were ruffled. I mentally laughed as I realized why the lady was in here.
"Did you finish your job?" He said looking at the papers in my hands.
I nodded. "Yes sir. Finished them last night like you asked." I handed him the papers.
He took them and read the first one and nodded. "Good, I knew there was a reason why I hired you." He continued looking through the papers and I just stood there not having anything to do.
Then he stood up and walked to the front of his desk and leaned against it. He started talking to me, but I couldn't hear him because my attention, and my eyes, were on something completely different. Apparently, what ever he and the lady did in his office was still on his mind because the bulge in his pants was quite noticeable.
"Mr. Anderson?" My head snapped up. He had caught me staring. Crap!
I blushed, "Yes sir?"
"Will you be coming tonight?" he said with a smirk.
"Coming where, Sir?" I said slightly confused.
He sighed. "You were not listening. I'm inviting you to my house tonight to have dinner with me and my wife and talk about your promotion and what it consists of."
Was that his wife that was in here? "Sure. Yes, I'd love to come."
He turned around and got out a pencil and paper and wrote his address on it and handed it to me. "How's 7pm? You can leave work at 4 today if you wish. Or stay the full shift. It's up to you."
"Thank you sir. 7 is fine. I'll be there." I started to turn around to walk out of the office.
"I'll be waiting for you," I heard him say as I shut the door behind me.
I walked to my desk feeling uneasy. I sat in my chair and logged into my computer and started working for the day.
YOU ARE READING
Stuck at the office
Teen FictionTyler Anderson is a 24 year old journalist. He's just an average guy who lives in Brooklyn with his roommate Keith. He's a closeted gay man. What happens when he finds out more about his company than even his boss knows?