“But you guys got no one to leave the business to, man,” Franklin pointed out.
“Ah, Clayton will find someone,” I assured him. “My brother’s not like me. Speaking of which…”
I checked my phone. I had asked Clayton to text me when the new hire had arrived. She had. The new hire was way more my type.
“See you guys,” I said, tossing my caddy the club.
“What? We’re in the middle of a game,” said Franklin.
“Rain check,” I explained. “I left Clayton minding the store and he needs me. You guys fight it for second.”
“I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave,” said Belinda playfully.
Chapter 3 – Mandy
By the time I pulled into the Dunthrup parking lot, I knew I was already running late. A quick check of the review mirror and I was off and running across the lot with my coffee mug. I had started to leave much earlier, but I didn’t account for the drama with Jared. Halfway to the front door, my coffee mug went flying and half of its glorious contents spilled onto the sidewalk in front of a worker who had been standing outside.
“Are you okay?” he asked, trying to slow me down.
“I’m sorry,” I explained. “It’s my first day and I’m late for my meeting with Mr. Plemmons. Do you know where his office is?”
“Actually, I do,” he said. “I’m Clayton Plemmons.”
“Mr. Plemmons, I’m so sorry!” I apologized. “I just had the most terrible morning!”
“It’s fine. Here,” he said picking up my mug. “You’re only like a minute off and I wasn’t in my office anyway.”
“Oh,” I said dumbly.
There was an awkward pause.
“What are you doing out here?”
We laughed. Clayton was an effortless laugher and for the first time, I really looked at him. Striking would be the obvious description. He was a little over six feet, brown hair, perfectly groomed. He had a face that was both rugged and friendly at the same time. Like a mountain man someone had shaved. He definitely worked out and well toned. Even in a tailored shirt and tie, you could see the outline of the pecs. I tried not to glance down at his package, but I could tell he was gifted, even out of the corner of my eye.
“I like to come out in the parking lot, get some air and think,” he admitted. “Sometimes you can spot the baby rabbits born in the bushes over there.”
He gestured to the landscaping near the side of the building.
“Oh, I hope they’re okay,” I said, my priorities suddenly with the bunnies. “The maintenance guys won’t run over them will they?”
“Ah, no,” assured Clayton. “I actually mentioned it to them. They just run away when they hear the leaf blowers.”
“Good,” I said relieved.
“Why don’t I show you to your desk and on the way, I can give you a tour?”
“Great, thanks Mr. Plemmons.”
“Please, you’re going to be my assistant, you can call me Clayton. We’re pretty informal here at Dunthrup.”
“Thanks…Clayton.”
Clayton gave me a tour of Dunthrup. They were a supplier of engine parts for jet airplanes that were both commercial and military. Most of what Clayton did was deal with suppliers, vendors and clients, but a big part was the endless paperwork that the government seemed to have. I had done some work as a secretary in a similar job, so I was not stranger to it. In fact, organizing was my strong suit, when I was dealing with my meth-addicted, soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend.
The office was pretty spacious. As Clayton’s assistant, my desk wasn’t too shabby either. There was a state-of-the-art PC, phone system, coffee maker--- Pretty much everything you’d expect. But even though Clayton was my boss, he didn’t make me feel like I worked for him. I felt like I was going to work with him. And he seemed to genuine like me. There were sparks in the air. A tension. But at the same time, it was just easy-breezy being around him.
The morning passed quickly. I reorganized files, got a password to get on the computer system from the IT, took a few messages and checked on some bills of lading. Clayton even showed me the company cafeteria and we shared a lunch in a break room not far from the rest of our co-workers. Clayton introduced me around. We finished lunch and then headed back to his office to finish out the day.
“What are you thinking of Dunthrup, so far?” he asked.
“God, it’s just great,” I said, genuinely meaning it. “Will there be opportunities for overtime?”
“Wow, you don’t mess around,” said Clayton, mildly impressed.
“Well, I just need the money.”
Realizing how that sounded, I stopped Clayton before he walked back into his office.
“Not because I’m in debt or anything!” I quickly added. “My living arrangement is--- Well, I’m moving. Suddenly.”
“Oh,” said Clayton mildly concerned. “You get flooded out or something?”
“I shoudn’t--- It’s my problem, not yours. It’s fine.”
Clayton touched my arm out of concern, but there was electricity there. We both felt it. He pulled his hand away suddenly.
“Sorry, I just--- I just like to help. I have a friend that owns an apartment complex. I could make some calls.”
I couldn’t help it. He was being so nice and Jared was just tearing me up inside. The tears just kind of leaked out of me.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“What’s wrong? It’s fine you can tell me. I promise it won’t impact your job here.”
“I think by boyfriend--- This guy I live with--- I think he’s an addict and now I know he’s dealing--- I just have to get out of there. We had it out this morning--- I never thought I would be in this situation!”
Clayton became serious.
“No one should have to live that way,” he vowed. “We’re going to get you a new place by day’s end.”
“Oh, no, you don’t have to do that. I’m fine until I can find a place,” I assured him.
“No, you’re not,” he said. “Personal story? I grew up in a household with addiction. I know it’s no picnic. My brother and I--- Our parents--- It was Hell sometimes.”
Clayton looked into the distance as he told the story.
“Sometimes, I make a fort out of blankets for us. Carl would cry, but then I would put the pillows over his head so he couldn’t hear our folks arguing. They both drank until…”
“I’m sorry,” I said after he drifted off.
“You have nothing to apologize for,” assured Clayton. “Trust me I used to say that to Carl all the time.”
Chapter 4 – Clayton
Dammit Clayton, what have you gotten yourself into? This woman walks into your life through HR and you just fall for her? Just like that? What is wrong with you? Any other new hire would’ve been out of here, but this girl is so different. So real! Am I crossing a line here? Do bosses do what I’m doing? They do right? Sure. I’m helping her get a new place. It’s a relocation package. Yeah, that’s it.
“Has this guy hurt you?” I asked. “I mean, physically?”
“No,” said Mandy. “Nothing like that. But the risks he takes. I’m afraid to go back to the house. I honestly am.”
She leaned in close to whisper. I could see her ample cleavage under her jacket. Her perfume wafted over me and I could feel myself getting an erection. I hugged her, which didn’t help.
“Your boyfriend is a fool. He’s risking everything. Worse, he’s risking you. If you were my girlfriend, I would only make you feel like the most special woman in the world.”
“You would?”
“Of course. You deserve it.”
For a moment, we were lost in each other’s eyes. There was a spark there. I could tell she was feeling it.
“You know, Christmas is coming up. Perhaps a hefty bonus could help your situation,” I suggested.
“Oh, I couldn’t. It’s less than a month away. What would your other employees say?”
“It’s fine. They ge
t bonuses too. My brother and I do quite well here. We built this company from nothing. Used to be just me, him and a warehouse guy!”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, it was crazy. We couldn’t afford to rent enough space, so we had to work for the warehouse guy as part of our rent.”
“You guys are nuts!” she laughed.
Oh, man. That laugh. It was intoxicating.
“We managed. Carl makes the crazy deals. Me? I take care of things. I can take care of you.”
She looked up. Uh, oh. Crossed a line.
“You don’t even know me,” she blushed.
“I know enough. I know there’s a spark here. I know you feel it too.”
She stood up and walked a few feet away, unsure of what to do. She shut the door to office lobby.
“I’m sorry, too forward?” I asked.
“No, I feel it too,” she said, leaning on one foot and scraping the carpet with her other toe.
“I’d like to take you out. I gotta be honest, the moment I saw you I was struck.”
“Yeah? And what else do you want to do with me?”
“Honestly? I’d like to set you gently down on that desk. First, I’d kiss your neck. Slowly at first, then faster. I would take my hands and move them up and down your body while kissing you.”
Now she was looking me in the eye standing on both feet. It was like she was bracing herself for me and I was at full mast in my pants.
“What else?” she said breathlessly.
“I would peel off your jacket and then open your blouse. Then I would reach up your leg and slowly pull off your panties. I would unbutton your shirt and gently kiss your breasts. Then with one hand, I’d undo your bra and pull your bra off, but leave your open shirt.”
“Yeah?” she swallowed, uneasily.
“Then I would kneel down while you opened your legs on the desk. I would stick my head between your legs and start slowly licking your pussy. All around it. Then the lips. Then I would gently part them and lick long and deep inside you. Your clit would get a tongue lashing and my tongue would go deep in that tight hole of yours.”
“That tight wet hole?” she asked breathlessly.
“Yeah, it would be real wet.”
“It’s wet right now.”
“Oh, it would get wetter, I promise. Then, just before you climax, I would stop. Then I would undo my pants and pull out my cock, which is already rock hard.”
That was no lie. I was rock hard just telling her this. There was no mistaking the giant boner I had at this point. Mandy bit her lower lip and then her finger.
“What would you do with that big cock?” she asked.
“I would take it out and I would slip on a condom, then enter a little. Just the tip, then pull out.”
Mandy made a noise like I was already doing it.
“Then in a little more, then out. Then in a little more than out. Then finally, balls deep. You’re so wet and inviting it slides right in. Your pussy’s so tight and wet. I’d go in and out with you right on this desk. I grab your ass cheeks so I could go as deep as possible inside you. I’d put your ankles right up to my ears and go in and out.”
I could tell Mandy was getting turned on. She was squirming where she stood, unsure whether she should touch herself or me or both. It was a hot tease. Anyone could walk into the office at any minute. It wasn’t locked. I just prayed since everyone had just eaten lunch, no one was walking in to talk to me.
Mandy moved forward, a hungry look in her eyes. I knew I should’ve never gone down this path, but I couldn’t stop. I moved forward to take her right there on the desk. Just as I leaned into kiss her, Carl barged in.
Chapter 5 – Carl
My brother gets into some situations. And he’s supposed to be the responsible one! Needless to say, I was shocked when I walked in and he was about to kiss the new hire. Holy shit! Right in his office lobby! Thank God HR wasn’t here to see this!
“What the Hell is going on?” I said, incredulous.
“Th-this is Mandy, the new hire,” Clayton explained. “I was just comforting her. She’s in a rough spot.”
“Uh-huh,” I acknowledged in disbelief. “What rough spot?”
“I don’t want to---“ began Mandy.
“It’s fine, Mandy. Carl’s family,” assured Clayton.
That was Clayton. Everyone was family to him.
“My boy--- Guy that I live with, he’s a drug addict and I think he’s dealing. I need to get out of my place in a hurry. I don’t mean to burden you guys with this.”
“Jesus,” I said. “You did the right thing by telling us. Fuck that guy, we’ll get you out of there.”
I couldn’t believe I had jumped right into saving this chick, but my God she was hot! I mean, I had seen her picture online at Linked In, but it didn’t do her justice! For a second I zoned out and imagined taking her back to my place. To have that big, beautiful ass back right up on me and plow her all night long. God damn! Why did Clayton have to fall for this one? We needed a powwow right now.
“Mandy, why don’t you continue working on those files we talked about earlier, Carl and I are going to work out some details,” assured Clayton.
“Yeah, let’s hit the conference room,” I agreed.
“Thanks guys, you’re so great for helping me!” said Mandy.
Holy shit. Even the way she thanked us was sexy. Hopefully the conference room had some ice water, I needed something cold. My brother and I went inside and I shut the door and locked it. No way the rest of the staff needed to hear this conversation.
“What the Hell, Clayton?”
“What?”
“What? I saw that! You were about to go at it with Mandy! In your office! Are you nuts?! You want to bang a new hire on her first day! HR would jump out the window.”
“I can’t help it, Carl. There’s something magnetic about her.”
“No shit.”
Clayton was pouring some ice water, when he looked back up at me.
“Oh, no. C’mon, Carl.”
“What?”
“All the women you get and you have to go after Mandy too?”
“Bro, that’s the whole reason I insisted HR hire her! When I saw her picture, it was like a shot! She is my exact type, bro. My exact type.”
“Well, what the Hell are we going to do?”
“We’re gonna help her for one thing. We still have rental property near the beach.”
“Shit, yeah. Totally forgot about that. No one’s in it this time of year anyway. But what do we do about us?”
I thought a moment. Clayton and I had run into this situation before.
“There is the Diane solution,” I proffered.
Back in college, Clayton and I were both into this chick named Diane. We both had tried to get with her one night at a party. Instead of one of us winning over Diane, we ended up both fucking Diane. It was pretty hot.
“Dude, this is crazy enough,” Clayton said. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m willing to share if she is but---“
“Well, what’s your read on her?”
“I mean, she seems pretty sexual. Right before you walked in, I was describing what I’d do to her and she was pretty into it.”
“Okay, so we explain to her. She’ll either be into it or not, right? Besides, doing two brothers. That has a certain mystique, right?”
“Diane thought so.”
“But we have to play our cards right. We don’t want it to come off as creepy.”
“Agreed. Worst that happens is she says no.”
“And if she picks one of us, we’re cool, bro.”
We shook on it and went back to the office lobby. We were more composed. We had a plan.
“Hey, Mandy,” I started. “I hope I didn’t scare you by barging in like that before.”
“No-no, it’s fine,” she assured. “I’m just so happy to have this opportunity.”
“Well, we’re happy to have you,” I assured. “And the Plemmons brothers--
- We can’t help ourselves when it comes to a damsel in distress, so we found you a place.”
“Oh, my God, seriously? Already?” she said, her big beautiful eyes going wide.
“Yeah,” explained Clayton. “Carl reminded me, we have this summer rental near the beach. This time of year, no one’s using it. You’d actually be doing us a favor by staying in it and keeping an eye out on the place.”
“Wow, I don’t know how to thank you guys,” she gushed. “I insist you charge me something.”
“Honestly, we were paying to have the place cleaned. You clean it, you can stay there until you find some place better,” assured Carl. “As for thanking us…”
“Carl!” interrupted Clayton.
“What? I gotta come clean,” said Clayton.
“About what?” she asked.
“You are very qualified for this position, the most qualified in fact. But when I saw you picture on Linked In, I was smitten. Seriously. Just like my brother here. We have similar tastes in women. I hope you don’t find that weird,” said Carl smoothly.
“No, it’s very flattering,” she blushed. “I find you both very attractive.”
“Well, the thing is--- And this is completely separate from word, mind you--- Clayton and I like to share, if you get my meaning. Is that something that interests you?”
Mandy laughed nervously and tapped a pen against the bottom of her lip. I couldn’t tell if she was thinking about it or already sending us signals.
“Wow,” she said. “That is an offer I’ve never had before. I mean, I’m a woman, I’m sure I’ve had the offer before. It’s just that I’ve never actually considered it. Until now.”
“So your interest is piqued?” asked Clayton.
“Yes, there’s definitely some peaking going on in my mind,” she blushed again.
“Well, you don’t have to give us an answer right now,” I assured her. “Why don’t you two finish up work, I’ll go borrow my neighbor’s pick up and we’ll get you moved out of your place tonight?”
“Tonight? Wow, you guys move fast!”
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