Taking One for the Team Chapter One: Working Overtime

It’s a normal day at the office, but when things go wrong, it’s up to him to put them right.

I work at a shipping firm. I mainly take orders from my boss and tell others what she wants. Usually, the moment she comes in, she heads straight to her office, closes the door, and calls for me over the intercom. Then the barking begins.

Today, I looked up at the time. Four minutes from now, the doors will open, and Lauren will walk in. As usual, I had her coffee ready, the sales reports ready, and a few other things that she had texted me earlier that she wanted when she came in.

The doors opened like clockwork. Lauren came walking in, passing all the other people in their cubicles. I jumped up and started walking by her side.

“Morning,” I said.

She put her hand out. I put the coffee in her hand. She took a sip of it. She nodded her approval. She pushed the door to her office open and then walked in. Usually, this is where I would turn away and then walk back to my desk until she needed me.

“Come in,” she said, motioning for me to come in.

I had left a box on her desk that morning.

She looked at it and smiled, “You remembered,” she said, beaming from ear to ear.

“Happy Birthday,” I smiled.

I had gotten her a new bed set that she had eyed in a catalog.

“How did you know?” she said as she opened it.

“You circled it in the catalogue,” I smiled.

“Thank you.” She smiled and gave me a huge hug.

She sat down at her desk. “I will be taking an early day,” she said, pulling her seat up to the desk. She looked up. “I can leave you in charge, can’t I?”

“Of course,” I nodded. “Was there anything specific you wanted?”

“No, sales reports to go to the main office by two pm, no later. The new model phones to be put on the trucks by…” she began to say, then stopped as she saw me nodding.

“I’ve got this,” I smiled.

“You’re a lifesaver, you know that?” she smiled. “Now go out there and pretend I just chewed you a new one.”

I smiled. This was our usual talk. I walked to the door and slowly began to open it.

“Seriously do I have to tell you everything!” she shouted as I opened the door. “By now you should have figured it out!”

“Yes Lauren,” I nodded, then closed the door.

All the others shook their heads at me.

I passed out everyone’s assignments and then got down to the things I had to do. The day went by fast as I was up to my neck in calls, orders, and everything else that could happen. I did not even notice when she left.

“How do you put up with that bitch?” Mike said.

Mike was one of those coworkers who hardly ever worked. And when he did, he made it seem like the most demanding job on the planet.

“Mike, not now,” I said, shaking my head.

I had been aiming to get out by five on the dot, but last-minute orders had me running behind.

“I mean it, she treats you like dirt!” Mike continued.

“No, she doesn’t,” I shook my head. “She just likes things done. She is also under pressure.”

Mike shook his head and then went back to whatever he was doing.

I finally got out just past seven.

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The following day, as usual, I got there just before everyone else. I set up all the things that needed to be done, and before I knew it, everyone had shown up.

The elevator opened, and there she was.

“No,” Lauren said, waving her hand at me as I offered her coffee.

As she got to the door, she looked at me. “I want to be left alone!” she said, closing the door.

“Well, that’s new,” Mike said as he came over to my desk.

It was true that Lauren had always taken her coffee first thing in the morning. Most of the time, she would call me to come in by now to go over the day’s schedule. I waited for hours, but there was no call. She didn’t even come out for lunch, which was a sure sign of something wrong.

“Excuse me,” I said as I knocked on her door.

“Told you I wanted to be alone!” Lauren shouted through the door.

I nodded, then went back to my desk.

This was very unusual, even though she may have had a personal problem at home. She never brought personal issues to work and vice versa.

I waited until everyone had gone for the day. “I am going home,” I said. “Do you want anything before I go?”

There was no response. I turned to leave.

“Wait,” Lauren said. “Come in.”

I entered to see most of her things on the floor.

“He left me!” Lauren blurted out.

I shook my head; now I knew the reason for her earlier actions.

“Sorry,” I replied as I began picking things up.

“Some blonde headed bimbo!” Lauren yelled. She tossed her phone at me.

There was a picture of her husband on a boat with a blonde woman.

“She looks plastic,” I said.

“She is!” Lauren yelled. “Fake tits, fake ass, fake everything!”

Everything about the woman in the picture looked off. She had super-sized tits on a skinny frame. Her waist was nearly non-existent, and her hips were super thick. She looked like a perfect hourglass.

“She is one of those women, that you see on those sites!” Lauren said, sitting down. “Where they try to look like human barbie dolls. She got her huge boobs, did waist training in corsets to get her waist like that, then butt implants!”

Lauren shook her head; she started crying again.

“There is no substitute for the real thing,” I replied as I turned her phone off.

“Yeah right!” Lauren responded as she wiped her eyes.

“You will find someone,” I smiled as I continued to pick up her stuff.

“I am forty-five!” Lauren said.

“A good looking forty-five,” I said without thinking.

“Yeah right!” Lauren replied sarcastically.

“You are,” I stated. Looking right at her.

Lauren was attractive, not only to me. I knew many men who thought the same as I did. Most of them wouldn’t admit it, but they were attracted to her.

Lauren had dark black hair and green eyes. Her hair hung down in layers to her shoulders. She was short, which I guessed was around five feet two or maybe three inches. She had a great body because she didn’t drink, and she liked to visit the gym at least three times a week.

I once saw her working out in the company gym. I nearly did not recognize her. Her hair was in a ponytail, and she was wearing a pink sports bra and pink shorts.

I had thought it was someone else, so I was staring for a while, wondering who had an ass like that in those short shorts that barely covered her ass. When I looked in the mirror, I could see Lauren’s big boobs almost smacking her in the face.

Then she moved. And I saw it was her. I disappeared out of sight. I never told her that I had seen her.

“You’re just saying that because I am your boss,” Lauren smiled. “I have seen how some guys see me.” She shook her head. “They think I am a heartless bitch!”

“You like them to think that, so they leave you alone,” I replied.

Lauren nodded. She did like it. It kept people on edge around her.

We sat in her office until just after eight. We mostly talked about the job and her getting back on her feet.

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The next day, things were back to normal.

“Morning,” I said as she came off the elevator.

“Morning,” Lauren replied with a smile.

I handed her the coffee, which she took. I went to my desk and waited as usual.

“Come into my office please,” she said over the intercom.

She was sitting behind her desk as I entered.

“Thank you for the pep talk,” Lauren smiled.

“What are assistants for?” I responded.

She gave me the checklist for everyone. I nodded, then began to walk out.

“Mind working in here today?” Lauren asked.

It wasn’t an unusual request. There was another computer table in the corner. Sometimes, Lauren had others work on it so she could see their work and offer any help, especially when it came close to evaluation time.

“Sure,” I replied.

I sent everybody their work assignments, then began on my own. I overheard her talking on the phone with her ex.

She hung up furiously.

“Don’t let it get to you,” I said, turning around.

“I’m not,” Lauren said, taking a deep breath.

She looked over at me.

“I just get mad thinking about him moving on so fast!” Lauren said, highly annoyed. “He is already talking about the divorce and how things should proceed, just the other week we were talking about another vacation!”

“Then you move on,” I shrugged.

“Right!” Lauren smiled. “All I know are work people, all my friends are his friends.”

“You will make new ones,” I told her.

Lauren thought about it for a moment, and a smile crept over her face.

“My sister always said, if you want to get over a dick, jump on another,” Lauren said with an evil grin.

I laughed. “Well, it certainly helps,” I grinned.

“What?” Lauren said, stunned.

“Why do you think guys fuck other women after a breakup?” I shrugged.

“Get the fuck out!” Lauren exclaimed.

“Nope,” I smiled.

“I couldn’t,” Lauren said as she thought about it.

“Sure, you could,” I assured her. “He is.”

Lauren looked at me. “This is why I couldn’t do without you!” she smiled. “You know exactly what to say.”

“So, go out there and jump on one!” I laughed.

Lauren sat there in her chair with a pen against her mouth as she thought for a few minutes. “I don’t know anyone I would want to, not off the top of my head, anyway.”

“I am sure there are a few that come to mind, most women have a backup plan or back up guy,” I stated.

Again, she shook her head. “Nope, not me, he was it, and the ones that ever hit on me would take it too seriously,” She was staring right at me. She shook her head again. “Forget it,” she said, looking down at her papers.

“Okay,” I shrugged.

Moments passed, and we sat in silence.

“Unless you wanted to,” Lauren said barely audibly.

“What was that?” I said, not believing what I heard.

“Nothing,” Lauren said, shaking her head.

I knew I heard what I did. But did Lauren mean it in that way? I had so many thoughts about her after seeing her in the gym. Some of them never went away.

“I mean if you meant what you said. Then of course I would,” I said.

She looked up at me.

What happened next was like a blur of bodies. I was by Lauren’s desk as we kissed each other. She pushed me back onto the desk as she unbuttoned my shirt.

I started to undo the buttons on her business suit. She reached for my belt and then began to unbuckle it. She reached into my pants, grabbing my hard dick.

“Already?” Lauren said as she looked up at me.

I nodded.

Lauren managed to pull my pants down. She was on the floor while I was sitting at her desk.

“Very nice!” Lauren said as she took my dick in her hand.

Slowly, her mouth opened. I moaned deeply as she slid her mouth over and down my dick. Slowly, her head went back and forth. Both of us were moaning. I was so glad the room was soundproof. She began to go faster.

Twisting her head as she sucked on my dick.

“That’s it!” I said as I put my hand on the back of her head.

Lauren was moaning louder now. I looked down. Her eyes were closed. My dick looked so good in her mouth.

“You like sucking dick, don’t you!” I said down to her.

Her eyes opened, and she looked right at me and nodded her head with my cock in her mouth.

I spread my legs wider, leaning back on the desk. I watched my boss suck my dick like it was the last one on the planet. She took it out of her mouth and began to give me a handjob as she licked and sucked on my balls.

“Like seeing your white boss, on her knees. Sucking your black dick, don’t you?” she said, looking up at me.

Lauren glided her tongue along the entire length of my cock.

“You bet I do!” I nodded down to her.

“Good!” Lauren replied, “I have never sucked on a black one before.”

Lauren began sucking on it again, this time with her eyes open and staring right at me.

I stopped her. “Sit on the chair!” I ordered.

She smiled as she got up on the chair.

“Take that top off,” I said.

I stroked my dick in front of her. She slowly took off her top, revealing a dark blue bra.

“Those are fucking huge!” I said.

“And one hundred percent natural!” Lauren smiled proudly as she squeezed them together. “Now order me to take the bra off!”

“Take it off,” I said.

My dick was so hard in my hand. Lauren dropped the bra to the floor. She squeezed her big tits together, then pushed them up to her face, sucking on both nipples.

“Holy fuck!” I exclaimed, staring at my boss’s tits as she licked both of her hard nipples, then she sucked on one, then the other.

“Like what you see?” Lauren asked.

She squeezed them together and rolled them around on her chest.

“What’s not to like?” I replied.

“Come here,” Lauren ordered. I came closer, standing between her legs. She leaned back in the chair, pulling her tits apart. “Put your dick right in the middle.”

I slapped my dick down between her tits. She pushed them together around it.

“Fuck my big fucking tits!” Lauren ordered.

I nodded and held the back of the chair as I began fucking her huge tits. She kept them clamped around my dick.

“Fuck them harder!” Lauren shouted. “They can take it!”

I fucked as hard as I could. The chair rolled back and forth.

Lauren started bouncing them hard against me, squeezing them between her tits. The pressure built between them as I fucked them as hard as I could.

“Fuck, I am cumming!” I stared right at her face as she grinned at me.

Lauren released my dick from her chest, then held it in her hand as she aimed it at her face.

I came hard. Lauren took every shot on her face, squeezing my dick as it came.

“Did you like cumming on your boss’s face?” Lauren smiled.

“Yes,” I said, gathering my breath.

“Now get out!” Lauren said with a smile.

“Yes Ma’am,” I said, pulling my pants on.

I opened the door.

“I can’t believe you fucked them all up!” Lauren yelled.

“Sorry,” I said, turning around.

“Look at this mess! You did this!” Lauren yelled louder.

She was licking her lips.

“I thought that you would…” I began to say.

“Teenagers do better work than this!” Lauren said with a smile.

“Sorry,” I said.

“You better come in tomorrow, ready to put in a full day!” she screamed.

I smiled as she put her hand down the front of her and between her legs.

“You’re fucking this tomorrow,” she mouthed without making a sound.

“Yes Ma’am, a full day!” I nodded.

“Close my fucking door!” Lauren yelled, throwing a book out the door.

Everyone looked at me.

“She is having a bad day,” I told them as I made my way to my desk.

I sat down at my desk and started working.

“Rumor is, she got dumped for a younger model!” Mike said, coming to my desk.

I shrugged. “Don’t start rumors,” I looked at Mike. “She is having a bad day, that’s all.”

“She is taking it out on you,” he said. “You could go to Human Resources! You can even add in the whole race card thing!”

I looked up at him, shaking my head.

“She is going through a rough patch,” I shrugged. “Better me, than you guys. Right?”

He patted me on the shoulder. “Thanks,” he said.

“For what?” I replied.

“Taking one for the team,” he winked back at me.

“Not a problem,” I winked back at him. “Not a problem at all!”

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