I had a great night with Dexter the night before. I asked him to go to counseling and he said he would think about it. We also planned a trip for the summer. We briefly discussed some family issues and talked about our son and his achievements. He was proud of Li’l Dexter and that made me feel really good. When we went to bed, he went after me. I had an explosive orgasm. True, I was thinking about Travis, but Dexter did all the work and did he whip it on me. I was huffing and puffing all over the bed. He was stroking me with that thick, fat, pretty dick. Dexter had a pretty dick. I hadn’t seen many others except in magazines, but my man had a nice one and he knew exactly how to use it. That was why I had never stepped out. I was satisfied sexually, but emotionally I was missing so much that it increased my sexual appetite. Because I was so emotionally hungry, I started believing that maybe that was why I wanted Travis. He fed me emotionally.
I walked into the office, satisfied and ready to do battle. But first things first, I needed to know why Travis was at the office so early. As I put my key in the door and walked into the office, I heard Felicia’s big mouth, laughing and playing around with Travis.
“Good morning, Malika,” Felicia said with a huge smile on her face.
“Good morning, Felicia. Hi, Travis, how are you?”
“I’m fine. Sorry to be here so early, but I checked the system before I left this morning from my house and saw that you were having problems. As you know I can check everything from my office or home. Since I live so close to the office, I wanted to check everything out, because my staff and I are scheduled out at other offices and it would be difficult to get in touch with us today.”
Yeah, right. It’s not the system. Sarah said he was the worst IT man she’d ever seen, but the truth was becoming clear. Travis and I were having the same problems and he was infatuated with me too. There is no way we are having these kinds of problems and my staff or I are not affected. I know things are coming to a conclusion soon because this is getting old. Travis needed to admit he wanted to be around me, just like I enjoyed his presence.
“Thanks. I’m glad you checked. I have too much work to do today and I need access to my computer.”
Felicia and I walked into my office. She wanted to know if I needed anything from her, because she was going to work in the field most of the day. I told her I needed her to stay around until 11:00 A.M., and then I too would be leaving. She went to work at her desk. I wanted her around while I met with Sarah. She would be able to call the leasing office to summon the police who worked in the building should things go wrong.
Travis stuck his head through my door. “Everything is fine. System is working. I’ll see you Friday. I’ll pick you up at noon.”
“Okay, and thanks so much for coming by.”
He waved his hand up in the air as if to say it was nothing and then he was gone. I worked on two letters before Sarah appeared at my door. It was 10:00 and I guessed she couldn’t wait to see what the meeting was about.
Before we could get started, she asked me about Travis. I wanted to knock the shit out of her, but I kept thinking that soon she would be gone. She was wearing down my patience.
“Travis was here so early. I think he likes you, Malika. He finds things wrong with the system just to give him a reason to come see you.”
“I’m not here to hear your thoughts on the IT person. I just want to meet with you about your level of work.” Sarah even noticed that he was lying about our system. I’m sure the other staff knew too.
“Dang, Malika, are you mad because I asked you about Travis? Everybody knows he likes you.”
“I can’t believe you. I call you into my office to talk about your work performance and you talk to me about the contractor. What is wrong with you?”
“Ain’t nothing wrong with me. You don’t like me and you never did. That is why you are always writing me up. I don’t see you writing up the other workers.”
“Is it possible that I am writing you up because of your level of work? This is about you, not anyone else. I am speaking to you about your attitude, your work performance, and your clients.”
After I went over everything with Sarah, she sat there stung. She knew her job was gone. I made it damn near impossible to meet the corrective action plan and all she could say was, “I want to meet with Mrs. Connors.”
“No problem. I will contact her and let her know you want to meet with her. But right now I need you to get back to work and start on that plan.”
Sarah huffed out of my office. I later called Samantha and told her Sarah was requesting a meeting with her. She gave her an appointment for Friday at 11:00 A.M. I gave the appointment time to Sarah. The rest of the day went by fine. Sarah stayed to herself and scheduled appointments with her clients. The other workers were busy in the field. Felicia changed her appointments to stay in the office since Sarah told her what was going on. Ingrid, my secretary, stayed in the office until the end of the day. They had heard Sarah complaining loudly about that bitch, which was me, and how she was going to tell the big boss on me.
Chapter 15
All Hell Breaks Loose
Samantha met with me about Sarah. She was concerned that I had gone from fall to winter with so many activities and soon it would be spring and I had not taken a vacation. She was, however, in agreement with me about Sarah. She felt she must go, because she said some very unprofessional things about me when meeting with my boss. First, she showed her an e-mail I had sent her and said I was sexually harassing her. I had to admit, Sarah was good.
I had sent her an e-mail sometime back in October around Halloween. Someone sent it to me and I was sitting at my desk, laughing, when she passed my office. She walked in and asked what I was laughing at. I told her and she looked at the e-mail and laughed. She pleaded for me to send it to her and I did. It was about a man who was walking past a hotel. A maid had tossed out some dirty white sheets, which were stained. The sheets went over the head of the man and they scared him to death, because he thought it was a ghost flying out of the sky. In the window of the hotel stood two half-dressed couples, looking out to see who was screaming.
She gave a copy to Samantha and accused me of sending an e-mail that she didn’t want. So in essence, since the couples were in a hotel and partly dressed, she said I was sexually harassing her. Samantha was a smart woman though and she asked her if she had ever asked me to stop sending her e-mails and she said no. Samantha told her if she never told me my e-mails bothered her, it was not sexual harassment. You had to let someone know that something was bothering you, so they could stop.
She then told Samantha I made her type up my church work and showed her labels that I had her make when my secretary was out. Some church members’ names were on the form, because they had donated money, services, and other goods to the program and we were sending thank-you letters to them. So she took something that had some truth to it and expanded it. But what she didn’t know was I had written in my monthly reports to Samantha and the board of directors about the contributions to our program from my church and other churches throughout the community. So they knew my church had participated in our program. So this made Sarah’s complaints not valid.
She also said I made her burn R&B compact discs for the office staff and families. Again, that was a lie. I allowed her to burn a Mary Mary CD in my office for all the staff at her request. In essence, none of her complaints were valid. So her grievances against me were basically bogus. For a solid week, instead of working on her plan, she plotted to get me, thus, potentially firing herself.
The following week, I scheduled an appointment with Sarah, but instead of meeting at the designated time, she walked into my office and handed me her resignation. I simply read it and walked her to her desk. I asked her to get her personal belongings and leave the building immediately.
“I can’t believe you! Why are you harassing me?” She threw up her hands in exasperation and raised her voice loud so that others could hear. She reacted over-dramatically.<
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“Sarah, just get your personal belongings and leave. Whatever is left I will have couriered to you.”
She stuck her foot out, put her hands on her hips, and smacked her lips. “In case you didn’t read my resignation, it is for three weeks from this day. So basically, I don’t understand why you are making me leave now.”
Raising my hands up in the air to demonstrate that I had given up I said, “No more talking. Give me the company-issued cell phone, the Palm Pilot, and the office keys.” I tossed aside my hair that flung over my eye. “As I said previously, your personal items will be sent to you by week’s end.”
Sarah huffed and puffed. She grabbed her desk drawer and roughly pulled it open. Clutching a folder, she violently flung her cell phone onto her desk. She puffed out air from her mouth, giving the appearance of defeat, like she couldn’t believe she was beat at her own game. She snatched her purse and pointed to the other office equipment on her desk. Then she gripped her little jacket and stormed out of the office.
“Thanks, Felicia and Ingrid,” I said to the two women as they stood by and witnessed what happened. “I appreciate your support. Ingrid, please clear out the rest of Sarah’s personal items. Felicia, if you don’t mind, would you help her? Just place the items on the desk and I will contact security to come and secure everything.”
As I walked away, I felt refreshed. No more would I have to argue with Sarah over her work or her lack of respect for me. No more would I have to worry about her spreading dirty rumors about me around the office. If rumors were going to be spread, it wouldn’t be her doing the spreading. I laughed because I had won.
“Malika, Samantha is on the phone for you. She is on line one.”
“Thanks, Ingrid, please put the call through to my office.”
I informed Samantha of Sarah’s resignation and my actions. I told her I was securing our computer data and office files. She thanked me for thinking ahead and asked me to fax her copies of the corrective action plan, Sarah’s resignation, and any other written documentation I had. We then scheduled a meeting together for Friday at 8:00 A.M. to prepare for Sarah should she keep the prescheduled meeting with Samantha.
On Friday morning, I met with Samantha. She came to my office. She had informed Sarah the meeting would be held in my conference room. We met about the budget and about Sarah’s resignation. She wanted to know what happened and why Sarah had suddenly changed. I made sure she knew and understood that I had no clue. It really was sudden. Other than me thinking that she was jealous, I really never understood how quickly she changed to the person she became. Samantha and I worked over some program implementation plans and before we realized it, it was noon. Sarah never showed up for her meeting with Samantha. We worked right past the noon hour.
Around 12:10, Ingrid informed me that Travis was waiting. I asked her to let him know that I would be with him shortly.
“Malika, why don’t you ask Travis to join us. I would like to chat with him about the network system.”
I walked out and as soon as I saw him, that stupid smile crossed my face. Immediately, I became moist between the legs. Was the devil in my pussy? What was he trying to do to me?
Travis and I walked back into my office and Samantha stood to shake his hand. We all chatted for about an hour. I tried desperately to hide my smile and the glow in my eyes. Travis could not hide his feelings either. Whenever he talked or responded to a question, he would look at me and smile. Even though Samantha asked the question he would answer while staring at me.
“Travis, Malika told me that you had submitted three bids to increase the hardware on the network. Do you think anything else will be needed to enhance the system? We have some additional funds in our equipment line, so it would be a good time to do some improvements.”
“Malika has been extremely helpful in keeping me informed about the work flow and the increase in client reporting of goals. I think because of the increase in clients and their activities, it would be wise to invest in a good backup system. You have an adequate one now, but because Malika and her staff are doing such a good job here, the backup system needs to be larger and more backup tapes are needed.” He reached over and touched my hands while never taking his eyes off me. Dang, that boy’s feelings are obvious.
“Okay that’s good. Please add the cost to the bids and resubmit it to Malika.”
“I’ll do that.”
Samantha and Travis proceeded to discuss the new program design for the MASK program. It seemed as if she would never leave. Finally, as our conversation ended, Travis made a blooper.
“Travis, it has been so wonderful talking to you. As I stated, if you can design this program for me, I would certainly appreciate it. Just submit the proposal to Malika and once I receive it, I will schedule another meeting with the three of us. Malika told me you have done an outstanding job with her system by making it virtually trouble-free. Continue to take care of her.”
“No problem,” Travis said. “Anything for my baby.”
“Thank you. I’ll see you and Malika next week. Malika, would you walk me to the elevator?”
As Samantha and I walked, I could sense something was heavy on her mind. Samantha and I were extremely close. When we met each other, we immediately clicked. She could read me too.
“Malika, are you and Travis seeing each other?”
“No, Samantha. Why did you ask me that?”
“I don’t think you realized that when I asked him to take care of you, he said he would take care of his baby.”
“No, he didn’t say that. Did he?”
“Malika, he did. I don’t know why you didn’t hear it.”
“I briefly looked down and reviewed the bids. I didn’t hear him say that.”
“Well, he did say it.”
“Trust me, Samantha, I am not seeing him.”
“Be careful. You and he are both married. Don’t bring trouble to your life. It is obvious that he is into you. Just tread lightly.”
“Samantha, did you really hear him call me baby?”
“Yes, and as I said, please be careful. Both of you are wearing your feelings on your faces. Your attraction for each other is written clearly across your faces.”
I briefly thought back to what Sarah was saying. Maybe she was right. Our faces told the story. But I was angry at Sarah because of my controlling issues and felt that rather than serve our clients and do what I hired her to do, she was worried about what I was doing with a man. I didn’t pay her to probe my life and to treat me badly because she liked the same man I did. I could honestly say I was angrier at the way Sarah treated me and the disrespect she showed. Plus, I had caught her on several occasions calling me a bitch and other names. But with Samantha she was showing she cared about me and wanted me to be careful. Sarah also spent time spreading rumors about what she thought she knew.
The elevator arrived and Samantha walked forward to get on it. She rubbed her left temple, and closed her eyes.” I better be leaving, my head is throbbing.”
“Have you been to the doctor? Because you have been complaining for two weeks about your headaches.”
“I think it is my blood pressure. I’ve been rather stressed lately.”
“Whatever it is, please let it go.”
We hugged and she waved at me as the doors of the elevator closed.
I walked to the office and asked Travis if he wanted to reschedule, and he said no. “Let’s go.”
“All right. Bye, Ingrid. I’ll be back soon.”
“Have a good lunch.”
“Thanks,” Travis and I both said at the same time.
Travis and I had a wonderful lunch. He took me to this really private and very intimate restaurant. I had never heard of it.
As we talked, I imagined him sucking my breasts. I couldn’t understand his words. Everything was fuzzy. I imagined his dick in my mouth. As our eyes met, I sucked harder. I could swear that he moaned. He brought me quickly back to the present.
“H
ow are you and your husband doing?”
“We are fine. Why did you ask?”
“I don’t know. I guess I was thinking about your friend.”
“Oh, yeah, she and her husband are going to go for counseling and she said they are going to plan a trip for the early summer,”
“That’s good.”
He put his hand under the table and I thought I saw him press down on his dick. I gazed at him and he did the same. I thought, Lord, please let me have one night with him. Let him ask me to go with him. Grant this, Lord.
Now, I had it bad when I was begging God to let me have my lustful ways with a man who was not my husband. This was something God would not approve of and here I was begging Him. I had this man in my thoughts so bad that I was begging God who said that we should not lust. I was asking Him to let me break His law. Was I a damn fool or what?
When we got back into his car, he gently held my hand as we talked. Then he quickly moved his as if he did not realize what he was doing. We were heading for trouble and we were about to crash, but it was a crash I was looking happily to have.
When he pulled up to the building, he jumped out of the car and opened my door. We walked and smiled to the elevator and rode it to the second floor. We got off and sat on the brick-like bench. We stayed there laughing and talking until Felicia happened to walk to the restroom and saw us. That was my clue to go into the office. But before I left, I stopped. “How would you feel if a friend was falling for you?”
He reached up and rubbed his left eyebrow like he was grooming himself. He smiled, and then giggled as he stood up. He scratched his right ear. The elevator arrived and he actually strutted quickly and jumped on. He waved to me as the door closed.
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