The Boss At Work

"THE BOSS AT WORK" I’ve been trying to work with her for some time now but the damn general manager won’t allow it. who knows why it just isn’t happening. today I got to work with her for just an hour but in she came with her big ass hugged up inside those tight black jeans and makeup so thick, I’d never recognize her without it. she’s called me a few times, asking if I could come in, asking if I would mind going to another store but all the chances came up short. I asked her if she talked to our boss about us working together and she said it was denied. before I left, I told her I’d give her my number, if it was easier than opening my file to get it. I wrote it down on paper: TEXT ME ANYTIME. CALL OUTS. BACK UP. LIGHT BANTER OR GENERAL CONVERSATION. before I left, I slid her the paper and she put it in her pocket over her left breast. she looked up at me, stared into my eyes longer than a boss should and stuttered. “I-I-I’ll be talking to you soon.” this was not a statement from a boss to an employee. she turned to walk away but kept her eyes on me. I kept my eyes on her ass and there they stood until she turned the corner out of my sight. I’ve seen asses like that before, I’ve been with asses like that before, so there was no imagining what sat under those jeans. I knew. I’m not too sure of her plans but if they lead to some good, old fashioned coworker coitus, I’m in. management has its privileges. there are rewards. at the very most, I get to eat for free. after all, if I can’t bring myself to engage in coitus with my boss, then what the hell am I doing here? By: Chicano Eddie 4202017