OFFICE POLICY

By Atomicboy

Office Policy II

Master of None

My head snapped in reaction Alicia's backhand. "You're not going to make this hard on me are you?" she asked.

I looked at her. "Don't do that again, I'm warning you, I know karate." I said, stroking my injured cheek, trying to ease the pain.

"Oh really? Let's spar." she replied.

"Spar?" I managed to say right before she backhanded me again on the opposite cheek then started to laugh.

"Oh I get it, you turned the other cheek."

I took in her whole figure. She was strong and quick. "You're crazy. I'm not going to facilatate this any longer."

She moved to slap me again and I blocked, then whipped my other arm to the side to knock her second blow away. She threw a kick and I met it with a kick, our shins connected. I quickly pulled back, took a stance then rubbed my shin. She was unphazed and not even in a stance. She smiled and waited. As soon as I got back up she was on me, and in that minidress I figured it would hender her physical prowess as well as the heels, but no such luck. She sent two shots for my face, one for my stomach, then moved for my groin. I blocked the face and stomach shots, the groin shot was a fake. In moving to block it I left myself open for vicous nose shot. Sending me reeling to the floor.

I did a kipup back to my feet, she was impressed only for a second then once again she was on me. I must have thrown about five punches in one move. I blocked them, moved for the face, but kicked her in the shin as she blocked, this took her by suprise for a second giving me enough time to let off two strikes one to her cheek and another nose. I stepped back and moved into basic stance. She moved into what I believed was snake stance. This was a very advanced stance. "What stance is that?" I asked.

"You should know Mr. Martial Arts."

She moved in on me using powerful snake techniques. Her hands where everywhere, I blocked about two shots to the face, she raised her knee and moved to block, but she went for the face too. I went for it and while blocking both hands and a knee she sent her forehead crashing into mine sending me flying into a the table midsection first, then onto the floor. I crawled to my hands and knees. She moved in and delivered three solid kicks to my midsection, causing me to fall again. She stroked my face with the toe of her shoe. "Is this what you like?"

"N-no." I said, as her foot crashed into my mouth. I felt my lip and tongue take damage from my teeth. She kneeled by me and stroked my hair. "Please stop, this is madness." I managed to say.

"You don't know madness." She rolled me over with her foot, sliped off her shoe and traced my lips with her toe, then carefully slid it into my mouth. "Suck it." I did as she commanded for a few moments going from toe to toe as she moved her foot. She put her shoe back on sat on my midsection, leaning over so we were face to face. She ran her thumb over my lips. "The more you resist the more I'll hurt you." She leaned back up and placed her palm over my rib cage, moving it up and down. "I used to break multiple planks in martial arts, do you think you ribs will hold up better?

"P-please..." I muttered. "I didn't do anything."

"You did enough. What's it gonna be? Me or busted ribs." I noticed the chair that was under the table was close to my foot.

"I don't know, busted ribs don't sound too good right now." Using my foot I swung the plastic chair upward causing it to crash into her head. She winced in pain and I gave her several strike to the midsection and actually managed to wiggle from under her. I jumped to my feet grabbed her key. I happened to noticed they were color coded, but those codes meant nothing to me. Red and blue are usually important so I tried those, but with no success. By this time she was back on her feet. Yellow, black, orange, green? Her work suit is blue. I shoved the blue key into the lock, shoved the huge door open and ran turning only to slang the heavy keys in her direction. I heard her yelp and start cursing. I ran up the escalator and out the door.

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"May I see you in my office?" asked Nancy giving me an odd look that I couldn't read.

I had just walked into the office, what could I have done at nine in the AM? "I just got here." I said. She made her way to her office expecting me to follow. I shook my head and followed.

"Shut the door." she said.

"Okay, now what'd I do?" I asked shutting the door. She stared at me, then tossed a pamphlet stapled at the side to me. "What's this?"

"I thought you could tell me."

"I don't know." Upon slightly further inspection, I saw they were my stories.

"I got these in my email this morning and I want with a letter from a woman saying she thought I should know about the type of stuff you write. You know I could fire you for this."

"No you can't I do this on my spare time."

"You work in an office that's ninety percent or more women."

"Where I'm in a subservant position versus the other men I don't see the-"

It doesn't matter. I don't know if I'm the only one who got these. Is there something I need to know about you? Are you some kind of perv?"

"Obviously you've never been on a date. All men are in some way."

"I don't know. I mean I don't want to be walking around thinking I'm a sex object for somekind of-"

"Hetero-sexual guy who writes fantasy stories on his leisure? Well you are. You wear skirts that barely cover you butt and low cut tops and ask not to be looked at? Why am I here."

"We need an understanding about this."

"No we don't. All you need is to know that I'm not a threat. Now fire me or not." She looked at me then motioned me out with her hand seeming to give up. They knew, they all knew. They all treated me differently that day, atleast those who checked their email. Some being silent around me some not knowing what to say. At one point Arliss came into the kitchen where I was putting drinks into the fridge and corned me. The forty-five year old divorcee put her hands on her hips.

"Atomicboy huh? What does it take to make you explode?"

I visibly looked her over in her screw me like a whore "business suit." and replied "You in that skirt's a good start." then turned my back on her shoving the last six pack of root beer in and closing the door. Her mouth dropped, I cut her a glance letting her know I wasn't intimidated. She pinned me to the wall.

"You couldn't handle this if I gave it to you."

"Well I guess that ends this conversation don't it." I moved under her armed and started to walk back to my desk, suddenly I felt a swat to my behind. I was indignant at first but I realised she was atleast taking it lightly.

"You harrassing me now?" I said.

"So, sue me." She walked by, our eyes met playfully as she passed.

Finally I was called into Ms. Janice's, one of the partners, office. She was sitting behind her desk, a shapely older blonde about forty-ish, with glasses wearing high heel pumps and a red conservative business suit. Her friend Andrea, also about the same age, but with dark brown hair wearing a less conservative suit, the skirt short like Arlis's but it was nice and showed off her incredible legs. Andrea closed the door.

"You probably know why you're here." said Ms. Janice.

"No, actually I don't."

"Just tell me what happened? I don't care about anything except why we know about them your stories."

"On my lunch hour I finish up some of my stories sometimes and I email them to this site and sometimes-"

"You use your terminal." said Andrea finishing my sentence.

"Right. Well some one must have gotten a hold of them and here I am."

"I never expected this from you." said Andrea.

"Whatever." I said.

"No, it's not a whatever, alot of the women don't know what to think of this. I mean there's a lot of women here few of us are married, some divorced, we want to know our work place is without - tension."

"Do my stories sound predatory? I'm safe, okay."

"I know, but it creates such sexual tension."

"You mean that wasn't there before? I can't believe I'm being fired over this."

"Who said that? Obviously you like obeying women."

Andrea snickered in agreement. I glanced at her and back at Ms. Janice. "So what do I do now."

"Well you've put ideas into these girls heads and they don't know what to think about you. We've always seen you as a good boy. Not that I mind." said Andrea.

"You all never knew what to think about me. Ms. Janice I-"

"Call me Erika." she said.

"Hmm. No. I like Ms. Janice."I replied.

Ms Janice rose from her seat and sat before me on her desk. She ran her finger over my jaw-line. "I'm not going to fire you." Andrea put her arms over my shoulder and started stroking my chest.

"You know this is sexual harrassment."

"So, sue me."

"Wow, that's original. I suppose you want me to do some sexual favor right?"

"Are you offering?" asked Andrea smiling.

"Andrea!" snapped Erika.

"Well, he sounded like he was offering."

As Ericka moved in closer I got into the moment and put my hand on her knee and started to rub it headed slowly up her skirt. We looked into each others eyes, pausing, suddenly I came back to my senses and snatched my hand back. "I'm sorry."

Andrea watched us for a second not knowing what to think. I leaned back in my chair. "No more stories, okay? Atleast not emailed from here. We'll find out who out into our email." said Ms. Janice. Take the rest of the day off."

"Wow, awhole hour before closing. Great." I said. I went back to my desk and turned off my computer, then went home for the night. I glared at Alicia who was fixing a light in the cieling as I walked out the door. She simple blew me a kiss. Outside I saw Nancy waiting for the bus. She usually left at three. She saw me and came over.

"I couldn't say anything upstairs, but I liked your stories. The red head in your office story, was that supposed to be me?"

"Do you want it to be you?"

"I don't know. A story about a law firm that's ninety percent women and a bitchy HR person. I wish I had the balls to do of that stuff to you."

"Balls? You wish you had balls?" I looked at her with a grin.

"You what I mean." she said almost snapping but smiling.

"And how am I suppsed to feel about that?"

"I don't know, how am I supposed to feel about being some kind of sex fantasy. I'm your boss."

"One of."

"I bet I'd get your attention more if I kicked you in the groin, and trampled you when you did wrong. Is that what you need?" She turned and walked away as her bus pulled into the stop.

Things did change alot. Conversations that were usually about office crap, politics or news items turned to very pointed topics about sex, atleast when I was around. I was openly asked to give back rubs, one which turned into a full body massege with Ms. Janice who prefers I call her by her first name Ericka. At one time she did ask me to paint her toe nails. I told her I thought it was inappropriate but I did it anyway. Arliss was alway considered slutish but sometimes she came out the box, saying things to me in private that shouldn't be said outside a sleezy hotel. She even went so far as to kiss me and grab my groin one time and I slapped her. Telling her a woman wouldn't take that and I won't either. She simply smiled and walked away and dismissed me. I've been lucky. I haven't seen Alicia lately but I know she's still around. I also know soon I'm going to have to find another place, the tension is high and some of the these women treat me like I'm some sex toy they can't have. It's cute sometimes but it can get out of hand, especially with Nancy sometimes whose very raw about her emotions with me now. But all an all it worked out fine, for now and I still got my raise so I wasn't too upset.

by atomicboy