Working Late Part 1
By: Norma Lisle
She had noticed him for some time now. How he moves, speaks, works hard. His thoughtful gestures like holding the elevator open for people when they were running late and how he stops by the local Starbucks on he’s way into work just because he knows she loves a good chai latte, something that she mentioned only once to him.
She knows that he is devoted to work because it’s nearing 6:30PM on a Friday evening and he like her was still there. They were almost always the last ones to leave every day. This was something she had noticed for a long time now as the view from her large wooden desk allows her to see him. She herself really doesn’t need to work tonight but is finding the view just too tantalizing to go home just yet.
It wasn’t that he was handsome in the conventional sense of the word, but there was something behind the clean cut exterior that she found attractive. Maybe it was his smile or his beautiful dark eyes that were hidden behind the glasses he wore that she liked. Or maybe it was his thick wavy hair that she liked as she had imagined grabbing hold his locks more then once.
All sorts of thoughts are running though her mind, as it has been some time since someone peaked her interest.
Robert, she yells “it looks like it might be only you and me left here tonight.. When are you planning on going home?” he stands up.. And walks to the entry of her office but does not set a foot inside “ I’m not sure Ms.. Its not like I have a reason to run home and the cat has enough food so I don’t have to worry about feeding her” . “Ok then Robert , she responds… how about this then… lets work about another 15 minutes and then you walk me to my car ” Oh sure thing Ms Kensington… sounds like a plan.
Oh how she loved to hear him call her that. It didn’t matter to her that he was her employee or that he was ten years her junior, all she knew is that when he spoke it stirred something in her that had been asleep and it felt good to feel that rush again.
The next fifteen minutes seem to take forever. She wasn’t sure how she should do it but she knew she had to do something. She wrote her home address on the back of her business card along with her personal cell number and put it into her coat pocket hoping that she would know when the time would be right.
On the dot at 6:45pm , he stood up.. put his jacket on. and said.. “ ok Ms , I’m ready if you are” with that she stood as she had been read for a while.
They walked side by side to the elevator as she smiled thinking how she had never really been happy to be on the eightieth floor of this downtown high rise until now. As the doors open she steps inside and leans against the back railing and leaves it to him to press the button to the garage.
Her hand slides into her coat pocket and touches the card when all of a sudden as the doors as the close a voice from no where yells.. “Can you hold that for me” Robert quickly puts his hand out and pushes the doors apart. It was Jack, the evening janitor. He rolls in a trash can , smiles and tells Robert “ Buddy can you press 75 for me “ and then gives them both a smile.. and says “ burning the midnight oil again huh”.. Robert replies for both of them with a simple “Yup” and before she knows it.. Jack say’s thanks again buddy and steps out of the elevator.
Alone again, she thinks, as the doors shut . She closes her eyes and holds onto the card. “Robert, any plans tonight?” No Ms… he says, just planning on picking up some take out and then heading home.. real exciting life I have, right”
She takes a step closer as he stands facing the doors of the elevator , deciding its now of never. Taking a deep breath she places her hands on his biceps and notices that he does not resist..
“ Am I making you feel uncomfortable Robert, she says”.. no Ms not at all.. he replies. She continues to slide her hands down his arms until they are around his wrists and slowly moves them behind his back. Holding them as though he is her prisoner.
She looks up and notices she has about another 45 floors until the doors open again. “Robert” she says, I know you might this this bold but I was wondering if you would be so inclined to stop by my home in lets say about an hour.. I’m having a small party and would like it if you could come by. She then reaches into her pocket and takes her business card out and places it into the palm of his hand and then forces his hand shut. Feeling a bit bold she leans in close to his ear and whispers “stop and get a nice bottle of Clos du Bois Merlot.. Its my favorite” as she speaks every word she utters is like a drug to him and he feels his head start to spin and his heart race. He closes his eyes taking in the moment..” her lips brush against his earlobe.
Just as quickly as it had happened the doors open and she says“ Perfect then see you in about an hour, Robert, He walks her to her car. and opens the door to her Silver Jaguar as she steps in .. and slowly closes it. She rolls down the window and says “Robert, everything they say about me is true to some extent but I promise I’m not nearly the Hannibal Lecter they paint me to be… just know that your in control just as much as I am.. If you have second thoughts simply say so , with that she starts up the engine and drives off.
To be continued....
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