Going Down - Page 17
“Serious, they were wild. After a while, the dancers stopped making any money ’cause the fellas was all over them . . .”
“Hoochies, you mean. Them hoochies just plain nasty. At least the dancers were there to make some money,” Linda said.
“Yeah, they got paid too,” I said to her, thinking about how I like nasty women.
“Which reminds me, when do you interview for Allan’s job?”
“They haven’t said yet.”
“Well, when you get it, don’t forget us peons. This peon in particular, you know, the one who taught you everything you know and likes to leave early on Fridays. Not that it matters who gets it, I’m still leaving early.”
“That’s the spirit, Linda. Why should something as minor as a new supervisor interfere with your agenda?”
“That’s exactly my point. I’ve been leaving early every Friday for the last eleven years. I’m not stopping now.”
“Do you think I’ll get it?”
“Brent couldn’t tell his ass from a hole in the ground without detailed instructions. And as long as Peggy keeps her legs closed, you’re in there.”
“That settles it then. I’m doomed.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know Peggy can’t keep her legs closed.”
“Now, Tavarus, you know that falls under the heading of malicious gossip. Haven’t you read your memo on spreading malicious gossip? I’m afraid I’m gonna have to report you.”
“You know I don’t think Peggy is like that at all. I was only kidding. Anything I can do to change your mind?”
“Tavarus, are you offering me a bribe?”
“Yes.”
“I’m shocked. Shocked to think that you would do such a thing. I’ll have to include that in my report as well. This won’t look good for a would-be management type like yourself, to be accused of spreading malicious gossip and bribery,” Linda said as she stood up and started out of the office. “But you get your sexy ass up and take me to lunch and I’ll forget the whole thing.”
“Two things,” I said as I stood up and put on my jacket. I followed her out of my office. “Number one, does your husband know that you talk to young, single men like that?”
“No. And don’t bother telling him, ’cause he would never believe that about his Boo. What’s number two?”
“I believe that referring to me as ‘your sexy ass’ falls under the heading of sexual harassment. Haven’t you read your memo on sexual harassment? I’m afraid I’m gonna have to report you.”
“Anyway. There’s something I want to talk to you about, so you just bring your sexy ass on.”
“Where are we going?”
“Le Rendezvous. So I can sexually harass you.”
Even though there is a restaurant called Le Rendezvous, which boasts of a touch of Paris in the heart of Buckhead, that is not where we ended up. We drove to one of our let’s-fuck-for-lunch spots.
“Come here,” I said and unhooked her bra, kissed her lips, and then her neck. Linda moaned as I slid her panties off. She stood naked in front of me, and I pulled her closer and kissed her on the lips as she helped me out of my pants. Once we were both naked, Linda gently pushed me away and walked toward the bed. Naturally, I followed her.
I walked up behind Linda and wrapped my arms around her. I ran my hands over her stomach. Linda spread her legs a little and I eased one finger between her legs and massaged her clit.
“What are you waiting for? We don’t have all day,” Linda said as I ran my hands over her ass and then up and down her back.
“You know me. I like to take my time and savor all this beauty,” I said to her and kept doing what I was doing.
“Beauty, huh? It’s comments like that, that will get your dick sucked; but we don’t have time for that either.”
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