OFFICE POLICY

By Atomicboy

I was sitting at my desk on Monday morning in the law office I worked for. I poured over some papers under a dim light desk, that kept blinking on and off. Nancy, our office manager, walked over to me. "May I see you in my office please?" she asked. It took my surprise for a moment.

"Do I have a choice? I replied sarcastically."

The shapely dark haired vixen folded her arms and smiled. "Its not a bad thing, this time. Its something you'll like."

"You know, that's the way bad porn movies start." I said.

"I'm serious."

"Okay." I followed her to her office. As we walked Alicia, another dark haired woman, with a ladder came in. "The light is right over there." Nancy said, pointing to the blinking light. Alicia smiled at me as she walked in. She was tall and big for a woman. When we got to her office Nancy shut the door behind us. I sat down in a chair and she sat on her desk.

"You've been doing a good job for the past few months and its time for your review. You started off a little rocky, but you've improved by leaps and bounds."

"Oh, well thanks. I'm glad you're glad."

"And I'm glad you're glad I'm glad."

"Right. So, now what's the catch?"

"None. Really, you've done a good job, and I'm just informing you have a raise coming. It'll be on you're next paycheck."

"Sweet."

"That's all."

"Cool, thanks. I said opening the door to walk out. Nancy smiled at me and nodded. "

I went back out to my desk. The light was fixed. I picked up my cross I'd had on the desk since the day before and put it on. I was on cloud nine for the whole day. I could use the extra money too. As a single man living in an apartment the government likes to take a big bite out of your ass and pocket.

After all the lawyers had went home I retired to my desk and started working on a story for Diana's Valkyrie website. I promised I'd have it to her the next day and I'd just started writing it, but writers block came swift and I was stumped. As I was on the verge of an idea my phone rang.

"Hello." I said.

"Is this Atomicboy? "

I stopped cold. Atomicboy is my internet name no one knows it outside of Diana and my readers. "Who this?" I asked.

"You don't know me. I've reading some of your stuff and I'm a big fan. I'm glad I caught up to you."

The feminine voice was soft, but I felt a dark, foreboding presence about her. "I'm not the person you're looking for."

"You're lying to me now Atomicboy."

"Is this some kind of joke? Diana?"

"Diana? That's the name of the woman that runs the website, right?"

Bad choice of words, and Diana doesn't even have my business phone number. What was I thinking? "Okay, lady, what do you want?"

"I want to meet you."

"I don't meet strange broads that read my stories and suddenly want to hang out with me. "

"Oh, you'll meet me. I know you have a raise coming and I'm sure the ladies you work with would love to know about the stories you've been posting on that website. Especially your boss. You like dominant women?"

"Only on my good-hair days. What do you want from me, money, because I don't have any."

"No, I can't be anymore clearer, I want you. Come see me and I won't make your life hard."

"Look lady. I don't know about you, but I'm an American and I don't make deals with terrorist." I said clinching my fist."

"Spoken like a true action hero. Meet me in an thirty minutes, downstairs in the dinning area. If you're not here Ill send your first story off to Nancy. Take care. "

She hung up. I noticed the number on the caller ID but when I called back all I got was "This line does not except incoming calls." I hung up and started frantically gathering my things together. Then I stopped. What the hell was I doing? I'm wasn't going to kowtow to some kind of office terrorist. At about 8:00pm I finished my latest story and emailed the website to have it added to my library. Then I packed my stuff up and went home. I slept well with and woke up refreshed and vibrant.

Tara, the secretary turned to me and said, "Someone sent us this these nasty stories. Oh my- I mean just really freaky stuff."

"Oh really?"

"You should read some of this stuff, it's just decadent", then she started to whisper, but I think Arliss is getting off on it." She chuckled and went back to her desk. I casually walked back to my desk and turned on my computer very nonchalantly and checked my email. Sure enough the first three stories I had written were downloaded in files called Atomicboy Stories. Some of them were about female bodybuilders others just about fantasies, but all about dominant women and the accompanying letter read: "Do you have an Atomicboy in your office?"

"You look like an Atomicboy." Said Arliss to another one of the male Lawyers.

"I don't know. These girls are kinda rough." said the older gentlemen.

I was freaking out because my second email name was Atomicboy. No one new that except maybe Dwayne, who was a tech head. He helped me set up the account but I didn't think he knew the other name. For the whole day the office was brimming with conversation about the stories. The some of the women found them disgusting some of them ate them up. I sheepishly walked around the office. Being the only subordinate male there was hard in the presence of the some of the women who seemed to get sort of a fuel from the stories. They were a bit more rougher with me in their speech ordering me to do things as opposed to requesting as normal. Lisa, an associate even pinned me against a wall. She was talking to me about something I'd done wrong with the copies I'd made. But she leaned away suddenly. I guess she felt that she was out of bounds, not that I would've made a stink about it.

Later that night I was at my desk trying to figure out how to handle the situation, when the phone rang. I didn't want to answer it, but they let it ring for about twenty times, then hung up. I was scared. I started to gather my things when I got a flash on my computer that said "You have new mail." I pressed the enter key and the letter came up. "I know you're still in the building, pick up the phone you dumb fuck!" it said. The phone rang again about three times and I picked it up.

"Who the hell are you!?! I yelled. You could've gotten me fired."

"But I didn't. I was just showing you what I could do. Now do you want to meet me? I think you do. I know you do. Moreso, I think you should, for your sake more than mine. Ball's in your court. I'm in the same place I was yesterday. If you keep me waiting I'll reveal your dirty little secret."

"Why are you doing this?" I screamed.

"Because, I can. I like you. I think your writings are more you than you let on. You're the take charge type, but what you really want is to be dominated by a hard woman. Besides, I think you'll be happier."

"I won't stand for this!"

"What can you do about it? Nothing. Nothing at all. Come see me."

I picked up my stuff and shut the firm down for the night. This problem wasn't just going to go away. I took the elevator to the lobby, walked down to the canteen and looked around, but I didn't see anyone but Alicia, the maintenance woman. I walked over to her as she worked on a pipe leading through the ceiling. "Hey Alicia, you seen anybody strange around here?"

"Strange?" she asked, making a curious face like I was bothering her.

"A woman I suspect."

"Well there was a woman sitting over there." she pointed to a table where some of her tools were.

"May I ask where'd this chick go?"

"Well, I'm right in front of you."

"Ha ha, that's funny. Look, I'm serious. I need to know if someone was down here."

"Hot date?"

"Oh you just don't know." I said sardonically looking around. "I'll just wait." I concluded.

"Suit yourself." she said closing the panel and walking out with her high folding ladder. I sat down at a table and started to flip through a copy of "Women's Physique World" that I found there, obviously left by my stalker. About fifteen minutes passed and I figured this person had left and wasn't coming back. Maybe it was all a warning, maybe even from Nancy. Like her way of saying stop using the office's computer for personal business. A simple "stoppit would've done it." As I got ready to leave. I heard the a loud clang. Alicia came back in the room. "What're you doing out there?" I asked as I pushed my chair in. I noticed Alicia had taken her hair out of the long pony tail she usually wore it in and was now wearing an ankle length backless blue dress with a long split in the side, and a pair of matching high heels.

"Going somewhere tonight?"

"Not without you."

I looked at her. Her leg was hard like she worked out at a pro level. She was chesty, like in some of the stories and drawings from the website, as a matter of fact her chest was cut like rock, but her breast which were huge, round, soft and firm. Maybe they were implants but I wasn't going to ask. Her arms were rock solid like stone. I looked at the pipe she was working on. "I take it that's the housing for the phone lines. You found away to hack into the office phone lines. But why me?"

"There's no tech support in this building, but I do know some things about computers. I'm more a hacker than a hardware tech, but I do a little of both." She sat down in the chair beside me. "One day your company's e-mail went down and I came up to fix the problem. It was a total accident but I was emptying your computers trash bin, but you still had stuff in it. The title of one of your stories caught me, 'Arden's Final Fantasy.' and I read it."

"That's invasion of privacy."

"No it's not because you posted the story."

"How did you-?"

"No one uses a password for email at your company because it's an open style office. I opened your internet cache and found the sites you were hitting. But all your email was going to a different name, that's when I did some hacking and found out you had a second account. I simply remembered your handle and email address. I went to the sites you hit and read the stories with you listed as the author, under your logon name of course."

"You have to understand, that stuff is fantasy."

"It won't be when I'm finished."

"You know I could report you right!"

She smiled. "That's door's locked," she said pointing to the front door. "There's no way out of here except the emergency exit and I don't intend on you making it that far, so report all you want when I'm done." She smiled and made circles on the table with her finger. "Curious..." she started, "...I noticed a cross by your computer. You're a Christian and you write those types of stories."

"Are you a virgin like a good Christian boy."

I frowned. "That's a little personal." I replied.

"Ahhh, yes you are. You won't be when I'm done."

"I don't live that lifestyle. They're just stories. It's a release, something I do for fun even."

"Well consider this a release. You're going to be my boy toy and you'llhave fun. You have a choice. You can do what I say, or lose your job. You can say goodbye to your raise and everyone will know what you're really about."

"That's not what I'm really about."

"Don't get self righteous with me. Listen to you," she rested her head on her fist, "trying to redeem yourself. I don't care about your beliefs. Your second choice is to do as I say and maybe I'll be merciful." She moved in to kiss me. I sat there stunned as she pressed her lips against mine, slowly but forcefully inserting her tongue as she ran her hands over my chest. I pulled away finally and leapt to my feet.

"I not doing this!" I shouted.

She rose from her chair. "You will do anything I ask you."

"No I won't." I said. She moved to back hand me, but I stopped that action with a martial block. She was surprised and I was too considering it hurt like hell just to block, but I wouldn't show it. Her strength was incredible and I knew I couldn't contend with her for long if at all. I stared her down trying to show her that I wasn't afraid. She went to grab me and I dodged. She was much faster than I expected. She came at me again, this time faking for the face. I moved to block and took one right to the gut. I fell back as the air jumped from my lungs at an incredible velocity. I gasped for air as I saw her leg right before me. I looked up and she kicked me in the chin. I fell flat and looked up at her. "Why?" I asked.

"This is your fantasy, isn't it? It's definitely mine. I like to break men, but I don't get to do it often."

I tried to think of what to do, but whatever it was I knew my time to think wasn't long.

To be continued...

by atomicboy