Office Policy III
Amused to no end.
by Atomicboy

"You don't understand any of this do you?" asked Alicia.

"No." I said calmly as the chesty amazon stood infront of me her head touching mine. She wore a red microdress. She looked like one of those women you'd see in a pool hall, only huge. She had me pinned against the wall.

"Why are you even here?" I asked, "This is trespassing."

"I'm not in your apartment - yet." she placed her hands on my chest and started unzipping my jacket. Just then Janet, the girl next door came out of her apartment. Alicia didn't bother to look back. Until Janet mentioned my name. "I've been thinking about you and how you hurt me." said Alicia

"Davy." she said with a smile on her face. Alicia turned as Janet looked us over, the five-eleven, female bodybuilder forcing herself onto a five-seven athletic built man. It must've looked so weird, this huge woman with her hands inside my jacket. Alicia kept her hold on me. "I didn't mean to bother you. Uh, I still have you're sugar bowl over here."

"I bet you do." said Alicia.

"Alicia, this is my friend Janet." I said.

"Good, she can take care of you when I'm done."

"How 'bout we all go inside and hang out. We'll chat and-"

"Is that all you had to say?" asked Alicia, menacingly to Janet.

"Yea, no need to be a bitch about it." Janet said turning to go back into her apartment. "Take it easy Davy."

"Yea, you too." I said. Janet slammed her door. "Do you have to get everyone into our business? Actually into your business."

"I've been reading your stories over and over. They've been driving me to distraction. I can't do anything without thinking about them." Alicia licked my lips and planted a deep kiss on them forcing her tongue inside my mouth. I started to fight but allowed this. She pulled my hips close to hers and placed my hands on hers. She sucked my tongue and I responded by doing the same to her.

I broke the kiss. "I can't do this. I don't even know you." I said.

"And? Is it religious conviction? Suppose I don't care about that."

"I do, so let's just not."

"You like me. You ran from me, but you like me."

"I was scared! You broke into my computer and threatened to blackmail me. It wasn't like you came up to me and said 'Hey, why don't we go out sometimes' or something like that. You came on like some kind of predatory animal. Actually you are predatory."

"So are the women in your stories."

"Those are just stories."

"No they're not, they're your innermost fantasies. I don't usually go after men but after the stuff you wrote, I know we're right for one another."

"No, we're not."

Her face became red with anger as she smacked my face. "How can you deny me this you asshole?"

"That's one reason! You keep hitting me!"

She chuckled, then shook her head. "Just kiss me one more time." I thought about it. I'd already kissed her, why not. I moved in and her mouth connected with mine with force. Her tongue darted around in my mouth as she slid our hands over each other's bodies, I couldn't help but to grab hold of her super firm glutes as she slid her hand down my pants. I wanted to break the kiss because I knew it would lead only somewhere I didn't want to go. Finally, I broke the kiss. She looked at me and smiled. "You're mine now."

"It seems that way doesn't it? " I said. She simply smiled and walked away saying nothing.

Arliss looked back catching me peeking up her skirt as she bent way down to grab a pop out the fridge. She had caught me sneaking a glance earlier when she was on the couch flashing me thigh like crazy. "Like what you see back there?" she asked

"Why do you do that? You go to court like that?"

"I wear my suit jacket with it, sure. What's wrong?"

"The matching 'fuck me' skirt and pumps thing. I mean you're a powerful attorney, you don't need to wear whore skirts and three inch heels to attract men."

She turned and slammed the door. "You looked."

"But you'll still be going home alone, or atleast not with me."

"You know I could fire you for that. And when are you going to fix my drawer? The bottom is falling out."

"Whatever. I'll do it today. You know, you're actually kind of cool when you're not being a bitch."

She started shaking the carbonated beverage. "I'm a bitch." she said smiling.

"Sometimes."

"Is this one of those times?"

"I don't know." I smiled at her as she came toward me, aimed the can at me and snatched the metallic piece from the top causing the pre-shaken drink to spray all over me. I looked at her and as the brown drink ruined my white shirt. "You are so fucking done."

"What? You gonna fire me? Hey, it was an accident." she said then walked out with a victorious strut. I angrily pulled off my shirt as Hannah, the tall African American trail lawyer walked in.

She clapped. "You doing strip shows now."

"Funny. I had a little accident but, this t-shirt stays on."

"So you're going to walk around this office all day in a tight t-shirt. That's good enough, I guess. Tell me, there's an argument brewing. Me or Leslie?"

"You or Leslie what?"

"Which one seduced you in the 'office' story?"

"It was you okay." I said balling my stained shirt up.

Hannah stomped her feet in excitement. "I knew it!" She regained her composure, "Not that I condone any of that stuff and it was all disgusting and I hope that's not what you think of me."

"What that you have slender, shapely, legs that lead up to a perfectly round butt and I'd like to be seduced by you?"

The thirty something attorney tried to hold back a smile. "Yea, that. I'm not like that."

"Yea, everyone says that."

"You know Finch is mad about you for not including her. She won't say it but she is."

"Finch is married and I'm not attracted to her."

"But every woman like to feel sexy. I think you made that happen and you left her out." said Hannah grabbing a soda from the fridge. I moved back incase the ladies were playing some kind of weird joke. "Well, keep it in mind for your next story."

"There won't be a next one." I said as Hannah walked out.

"Why? You're good at it."

"Thanks but they've turned my life upside down as it is. I don't need anymore of that." I said.

"Well, I hope you reconsider. Maybe you can write one just about me." she said, then waved and walked off.

I was on my back under Arlis's desk putting nails under her drawer to keep the bottom held in.

"What are you doing in here?" she said as she came in the office.

Using my feet I wiggled from under the desk. "Fixing your drawer." Looking up at her I flung my soda soiled shirt at her striking her in the face. She placed her left foot on the other side of my head causing my line of vision to go directly up at her skirt to her thong panties. She was looking down at me smiling, then sat down on my face.

"Finally a position worthy of you. Your face in my crotch."

I shoved her off of me and she rolled over giggling gleefully. "Fuck off." I said as crawled up to my feet.

"Oh, didn't you just get a raise? I think I'll have a word with Nancy about that and how you treat your bosses."

"You do that."

"You know if you really didn't like it you would've filed for harassment a long time ago, so don't bullshit me." she said lying on the floor looking up at me. Her look was teasing but serious. "I'm gonna make your life hell around here until you give me some, and don't gimme any of that Bible stuff. We all know about you now."

I ignored her and went back to my desk pissed, but I had to admit she was a turn on. I think that's what I hated. The fact she's everything I despise yet she has a sexual control over me that was pathetic. My phone rang as packed up. "Hello." I said.

"Come see me. I'm downstairs in our spot." Alicia's voice was slow and methodical.

"I was just going home."

"What do you have at home? An empty house? Face it, I'm the closest thing you have to a girl friend."

"That doesn't mean I want you."

"But you do. I know it."

I walked into the basement canteen, the door closed behind me. I saw Alicia dressed in tight, off the shoulder, leather dress with a split up the side that revealed a stockinged leg. I smiled. "Hi." I said.

"Hi. This is it. Something happens here tonight."

"Look, you know how I feel about this whole thing right."

She frowned. "Then you're going to get beat up and this time there's no key." she walked over to me and parted the hair that hung over her face showing me a small scar at the very top left of her forehead. "I owe you for that."

I touched the scar. "I am so sorry about that."

"Kiss it and make it better."

I kissed the small scratch. "You can really make it up to me." She put her foot on a chair and rolled the stocking down slightly. "Kiss my leg."

"What?"

"You heard me. Start with the toes and make your way up."

"Tell you what why don't we just go out sometime and talk."

"I'm giving you a chance. I forgot you like to be beaten right?"

"Actually I don't but I'm not going to jump at your every whim."

At that moment her fist collided with my stomach knocking me to the floor. I coughed. "Don't drive me to this." she said. I crawled slowly along the floor trying to regain my breath. I didn't even see that coming. She stomped her foot down infront of me, slid a chair over and sat on it then placed her foot on my back. I grabbed on to her leg and gave her a good pull causing her to fall to the floor. Her face went red with anger and we both jumped to our feet. "You sonuva bitch!" She started throwing punches at me without thought I blocked her shots the best I could but she got me good across the face. The shock from that left me open to receive two more to the stomach, causing me to stumble and fall. Had I not tightened up I probably would have went unconscious. She kicked me in the face and grabbed me by my hair. "I tried to be nice to you!" she said.

"When?" I asked checking my nose for blood.

"Just shut up." She delivered a blow to the back of my head that stunned me for a good minute or more. I came to with her sitting on my midsection, her legs tightening around my head. "How much force do you think it takes to crack a skull?" she asked. I tried to break her hold but couldn't and the fact it was hard to breath wasn't helping, soon I started to go limp and she opened her thighs. She gave me time to get my energy back. She sat down in the chair and motioned me over when I started to move again. "You want to get out of here? There's only one way out. The keys are up there." She pointed to a small service shaft and the ladder was on the opposite side of the room. "Now I can beat you bloody, or we can both have some fun." She placed her foot on my chest. I moved from under it, removed her shoe, rolled down her stocking and began to suck her toes starting from greater to least. She thrust her head back in extasy. After that she laid on one of the tables and told me to give her a massage. I did as she asked and when I was done she said, "Run your tongue over my body."

I began to kiss her face and moved down to her back. Soon I was at her buttocks, raised her skirt and moved down to those beautiful glutes sliding my tongue between the the lumps but staying on the outer rim. I went all the way down to her thighs, sucking her inner thigh. "Kiss me!" she said. I sucked and kissed her lips, then parted them with my tongue, our kiss lasted for about about fifteen minutes. She sat up and turned her body around, pulling me between her thighs. We kissed again. She started to push me to my knees. "You know what I want you to do." She tightened her thighs around my head.

I pushed against her legs. "C'mon, I did everything else." I said. Seeing me struggle against her, she just let go and jumped off the table. "You're not ready yet. Next time we do this I'll expect you to go that next step." Using her foot she shoved me over, then walked over to the ladder and got the keys from the maintenance shaft. When we got outside she offered to drive me home. I begrudgingly excepted. Later she changed course and took me to her place. "Get out." she said. I didn't want to fight again. I got out and she took me upstairs to her one loft. Inside she rubbed my washed my wounds with soap and water then rubbed them with alcohol. I wanted to leave, but I wasn't feeling up to par so she said I could stay for the night. I looked for an ulterior motive feeling she would try to do something to me. I couldn't believe I'd gotten into this situation. I couldn't bring myself to completely trust her but she noticed I wasn't sleeping. "I'm not going to hurt you." she promised. "But since I spared mercy on you you have to do something for me."

"Something like what."

"Write me a story.But it's got to be raunchier than the ones you usually do. The one for me has to be personal. Will you do it?"

"Oh-okay." I said. It seemed simple but I know eventually it would lead to something else.

by atomicboy