A phone call influences your decision

As you pull up to the parking lot of your apartment complex, you receive another phone call. This time, however, it is from your boss. You consider letting it go to voicemail, but despite how much you want to, it'll just make tomorrow even worse. You sigh, and answer.

"Hey, Ted. What can I do for you?"

"Why the hell aren't you at work?"

"Because," you say checking your watch. "It's past 6:00 p.m. I don't get paid to work overtime."

"You're salaried and you know it. Listen, with Karen gone, I need everyone to be team players. And if you're not going to be a team player, you need to let me know so that I don't keep you around. Because what I don't need are subpar employees."

You bite your tongue to prevent yourself from saying that your team had good employees, but Ted has driven all but two of them off.

"Sure thing Ted. I'll head in early tomorrow morning to make up for it. Do you need anything else?"

"Nope, and you better be at work at 6:00 a.m. sharp. Don't test me John, I definitely don't need you around." With those words, he hangs up and you take a deep sigh. Unfortunately, you need this job, and every time you don't have to deal with Ted, you actually kind of enjoy it. You just wish there was a way to get Ted off your back, or at the very least get some ****.

And suddenly, inspiration strikes you. The clearest avenue for **** was to go after his young trophy wife, Helen. Ted often bragged about her during meetings about 'how he bagged a bombshell' but everyone knew that she was just after his money. Your only concerns are the fact that you and Carrie hardly know her, and the possibility she's already having an affair. A woman as hot as that married to Ted for strictly monetary reasons was very likely to be seeking pleasure elsewhere, as you can't imagine Ted being particularly good in bed.

Either way, the next step is telling Carrie that Helen is your choice. You figure that you'll tell her tonight at dinner, or maybe while having sex. You just knew that Carrie would go crazy at the thought of planning a threesome while fucking.

You get out of your car, and head indoors. While walking inside, you spot Chelsea get out of her car. You wave, and hold the door to the complex open for her. She smiles in thanks and greets you.

"Hey John. How's your day going?"

"It's had its ups and downs. The bad side is that my boss is on my ass constantly."

"Oof. That sucks. What's the good news?"

"The good news is that Carrie and I said 'I love you' to each other."

Chelsea smiles, and you can tell that she's truly happy for the two of you. "That's wonderful, John. I can tell, Carrie is the perfect girl for you. Even if she can be a little over revealing."

It does seem like Carrie has the tendency to over share with multiple women in your life. First Mary, and now Chelsea. You wonder what she told Chelsea, but at this point you've reached your respective apartments.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely hold onto her as tight as I can. And she definitely likes it when I do that."

Your innuendo causes Chelsea to blush, and she quickly retreats behind her front door. You pause as you unlock your door, wondering what got into you. Flirting with a married woman, not 30 feet from her husband. You suppose that Carrie has rubbed off on you, in more ways than one.

As you enter your apartment and close the door behind you, your phone buzzes. Checking it, you see that it's your best friend Allen.

A: Hey man, you still down to come over to my place Saturday to watch the Knicks game?

You chuckle, you and Allen met freshman year at college when you lived in the same dorm hall. From there, the two of you became instant friends, ending in being roommates senior year. You both happened to move to the same city out east, and from there the friendship blossomed. You were even the best man at his wedding two years ago.

J: Definitely dude. I think Carrie is hanging with her parents this weekend, so I should be free.

A: Sweet! Can't wait!!!

Before turning off your phone, you decide to tease Carrie for once. You bring up your conversation and begin to write your note.

J: I decided on our next threesome. Though you might have to tease it out of me using your feminine wiles.

C: Omw

You laugh, it seems like you've fanned the flames of Carrie's lust, and you can't wait until she gets to your place.

A/N: A couple quick notes from the author. I've used the first initial of the characters name as well as a colon to mark text conversations between people. I'm also considering setting this story in some city on the East coast, but I haven't decided which one. Let me know your thoughts in the comments, and as always, thanks for reading and liking.