| Straight: Serial Stories: A Week in My Life - Friday, A Farewell to Comrades (1/6) |
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Katherine was going to be sad to leave her old work place but she’d been contracted to do a particular job and that job was now finished. As the office manager, she’d been responsible for sorting out the office paperwork and setting up the systems that the employees were going to follow in the future … not that she had any faith in them actually following them! She had been working in the local office of a large engineering company and the other six workers were all men! She knew as soon as she was out of the door they’d be straight back to their old ways. For her last day, she’d forsaken her normal work attire of sensible white cotton shirt, black knee length skirt and flat shoes for a more informal short pale pink halter neck dress and high heels. Maybe her outfit did show off a bit too much of her long, smooth legs, maybe her double ‘D’ breasts wouldn’t have been jiggling quite as much if she’d worn a bra and maybe it didn’t give quite the right professional impression but it was her last day and she wanted to make sure she was going to be remembered. Anyway, what could they do, fire her? When she reached the office, her choice of attire ensued that there was more than the usual amount of sexual innuendo and comments. Not that much more though, the guys had always passed comment on her body and what they’d like to do to it. She’d given as good as she got and never minded, she kept herself in shape and drew more than the average amount of stares and comments but it was always flattering to receive extra compliments, even if some of them were perhaps a little explicit for polite company! Lunchtime arrived and Neil came and invited her out for a final drink with the rest of the team. Turning to get her bag, she knocked a pile of documents off her desk and onto the floor. As she bent to collect them up, she became aware that Neil was hindering rather than helping her. From careful little side glances, she noticed that he was spending more time staring down her cleavage at her breasts than helping with the mess on the floor. Although she’d known Neil for six months now and had always found him attractive, he’d never shown any open interest in her. The thought that he was getting a good eyeful of her breasts excited Katherine and she spent much longer than needed to pick up the files, making sure that she twisted and turned at every opportunity to give him a good look, noting how his gaze latched onto her nipples as they hardened with her own excitement and became clearly visible. As they both stood to leave, Neil subtly adjusted his clothes but not before Katherine had seen the bulge hiding there. She smiled at herself as she delighted in the effect that she’d had on him. “There’s one person who will remember my last day,” she thought. Gathering the rest of the guys, they popped round to the pub next door where every member of the team seemed determined to buy her a drink. Not wanting to seem ungrateful, Katherine accepted. So it was no surprise when she was a little unsteady on her feet as they left nearly two hours later. So unsteady in fact, that Jon and Stewart insisted on supporting her, Jon taking her left arm and |
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