Bonding and Filing

Jodie quickly fell back into his usual work routine; texting Janet, Lauren, and Tiffany, getting coffee, answering phone calls, and filing, anything to keep his mind distracted from what Janet suggested this morning, could any of this have been done on purpose on his fault? 'No!' That temp ruined all the filing! Jodie grumbled as he set to repairing the damage caused in his absence.

At lunch time, Adam stood over Jodie as she sorted through dozens of files. For a moment he watched her chewing on a pen top as she filed, she looked better every time he saw her. That first day she seemed so dowdy but her shapely butt was definitely a draw for him. So much so that he had to have it at least once before he passed her off to some other executive. But every day she came in looking better and better and her attitude was so enticing to him that by the time they did actually have sex he couldn't imagine throwing her away and he's glad he didn't or he would have missed out on the beautiful vixen she had become. 'Sometimes it pays to invest in long shots.'

"So this is where you've been hiding all morning?"

Jodie looked up and frowned, "Oh hey, I wasn't hiding, I'm trying to fix what that airhead did to my files. I swear, did she not know the alphabet?"

Adam suppressed a laugh and placed a hand on Jodie's shoulder, "I told you she was no good. Forget about that though, let's go have some lunch."

"I'm not in the mood." He grumbled as he slipped one contract into the proper file folder. He had been so distracted he didn't even notice his rebuff of his boss and supposed second boyfriend.

"No." He laughed, "Some real lunch." Jodie looked up to Adam and felt his stomach growling. "Come on," he said, standing her up, "my treat."

"Food, food is good." He let himself be carried away by his boss/boyfriend.

The Churchill, an upscale restaurant known for its top chefs, high quality meals, and even higher prices. The financial elite have made use of it to wine and dine clients from brunch to late dinner, its sophisticated architecture promising power, the glittering lights promising prestige.

Those looking for something more intimate can be found in their private booths. The aroma of wildflowers and gentle music evoking the tenderness so many couples desire. Couples have nothing to fear from prying eyes with the ever useful privacy curtains should the atmosphere prove too much for the lovers.

Adam pulled the curtain shut when he had finished ordering for the both of them and sat beside Jodie in their corner booth. Jodie balked at first but he figured that Adam knew more about "this fancy stuff" then he did. Adam tenderly placed his arm around Jodie. It was bizarre to see him being affectionate rather than domineering. Any other girl might find his attempt to be charming, if she didn't know better or at least enjoyed the sex they had.

"Mr Wesker-"

"You don't have to do that anymore," His eyes studied every millimeter of Jodie's lovely face, "we officially don't have to hide our relationship anymore." Jodie was right before, if she had slipped and been too personal someone may have taken notice and the company wouldn't back their relationship. But now that they did they no longer had to take such formalities.

"Adam." Jodie steeled himself, somehow he was his boss's girlfriend. Despite his feelings on the matter, if he didn't play along at least until he was under a new boss he could be in a world of trouble, "I just wanted to...thank you for, like, my...like, paying for my surgery."

Adam smiled, "It's only money and I knew it would make you happy. No need to thank me. Yet." He winked and laughed.

Jodie **** himself to laugh along. "Like, I just can't tell you how much….it means to me. I never thought I'd look like this when I was younger."

"I know all about that."

"You? No way."

"For real. I used to be this tiny little string bean when I was a kid."

"Hey me too!" Jodie said, forgetting himself momentarily and speaking a little too excitedly. "The, uh kids, used to like, tease me lots for it."

"I had my share of bullies. Until I found the swim team. The coach put me on the right kind of diet and showed me how to get cut without being bulky."

"I never was, like, any good at any sports."

"No?"

"Yeah, like, daddy hated it." Jodie tucked his ginger hair behind his ear, 'Where did that come from?' he hadn't called his dad 'daddy' since he was little.

"Was he a big sports fanatic?"

"Oh yeah. He, like, played college ball and did, like, every sport he could growing up. He hated I, like, couldn't be the son he wanted I guess."

"Oh he was one of those types."

"Hm?"

"He couldn't accept that you were his little girl huh?"

Jodie hadn't realized his slip of the tongue until Adam pointed it out, "Totally."

"My parents had their perfect son. It just wasn't me. No, they had my brother for that." Jodie gently placed his hand gently on top of Adam's. Even if he didn't have siblings to live up to he was still a disappointment to his parents. Despite their difference in stations in life the more they talked the more they discovered they had in common. If Adam wasn't his boyfriend Jodie could see them being friends.

Adam shook the frown from his face, replacing it with his trademark smile, "Hell of a date topic, huh?" He laughed hoping to cover his nervousness. He was unsure why he suddenly found himself being so open with Jodie. The best he could surmise is her warm smile and caring nature made him feel safe.

Jodie laughed, still holding his hand, "We've already had sex, like, I think first date jitters are way in the rearview for us."

"Except one area." Adam smirked and slid his free hand up Jodie's smooth thigh.

Jodie, tease that she was, caught his hand by crossing one leg over the other before he could reach her sacred garden. "Uh,uh,uh. I told you I'm saving myself for my wedding night."

"And I admire that, so much." Adam's hand wriggled ever closer to Jodie's center.

Jodie grabbed the back of his head to pull his head away from her chest, "Be patient." She breathed in his ear as she curled his slicked back hair in her fingers. Their lips were inches apart for a heartbeat before they met in a gently passionate kiss.

In seconds, Adam found himself making out with a beautiful redhead in a corner booth hoping to get laid, something he hadn't done since freshman year in highschool.

Reluctantly breaking their kiss Jodie spoke in a breathy voice, "Hold that thought." Before she left she slowly rubbed her foot against Adam's crotch. The silky smooth sensations of her hosed foot only stoked his fire more

In the ladies room Jodie splashed water on his face, Jodie couldn't believe Adam kissed him like that! He was just trying to get him to calm down and ended up making things worse! Why had Adam kissed him when he pulled him away from his breasts? He was instantly on Jodie. It was all he could do to pry him loose. There was no way he was getting out of here without swallowing more of Adam's cum. 'Unless…' he thought back to Eric getting hard while giving him a foot massage, 'and Adam looked like he was weirdly excited….' the thought disgusted him but it was the lesser evil.

Later, after they had finished their lunch Jodie took a deep breath, 'I can't believe I'm about to do this….Come on, girl. Lesser of two evils.' Jodie reminded herself as she slipped free of her heel and began tracing her toes along the length of Adam's bulge behind his black pleated dress pants. She smiled as she wiggled her toe between the zipper and slowly pulled it down. "You,uh, you have some interesting….talents." Adam breathed, gripping the edges of the table.

"You should see me use chopsticks." With a little coaxing and finesse Adam's cock sprang free as big as ever. Her feet took up either side of his shaft and began to stroke the base gently at first. Letting the pressure build. Before she gripped harder and tugged faster on his penis.

Adam began moving his hips in time with her feet, the silky smoothness of her pantyhose driving him to further heights of ecstasy. "You like that baby?" Jodie whispered. Adam nodded, taking a hold of both of her feet. Holding them both in place he smiled wickedly.

Adam threw down a couple hundreds, replaced himself and pulled Jodie out of the booth all in a flurry of motion. "I have to have you." He kissed her one last time before they hurried to his car.

Jodie's plan had backfired on him. He didn't expect Adam's zipper to be loose already or that he had so much self control for someone who clearly lived on impulse.

Before Jodie knew it he was on Adam's couch while Adam had taken a handful of Jodie's hair and used it to control her head like some living blow-up doll. When he began to gag on Adam's cock it only spurred him on to thrust even faster. His attempts to push on Adam's stomach to garner some breathing room was met with Adam's dominating hand guiding Jodie to his balls below. Left with ****, Jodie gave in again and allowed Adam to use him until he was finished. Try as he might Jodie could not make Adam cum any quicker than usual. So it was with a twisted sense of relief when Adam finally came down Jodie’s throat. Left with no other choice, as Adam held Jodie's head down to the base of his cock, Jodie swallowed all she could.

Adam collapsed on the couch gasping for air next to Jodie who did the same. "That...that was great." Adam kissed her cheek, "It's so good to have you back."

"Great to be back." Jodie lied.

“You know, it’s funny, if we didn’t have our….round of fun on the way in I wouldn’t have lasted even a minute in the restaurant.”

It wasn't until the next day, after Jodie had completed refiling everything the temp had ruined in between calls and coffee runs for Adam, he was ready for the day to be over when Adam stopped by his desk offering Jodie a ride home.

"Hey, babe." Adam kissed Jodie's cheek, "I thought I could give you a ride home."

"I-I don't know. I don't want to, like, put you out any."

"Please, there's nothing I'd love more than to give you a ride."

"Fer sure." Jodie hid the rolling of his eyes by taking his purse out of the bottom drawer of his desk.

"Tell you what," Adam wrapped his arms around what he believed was his girlfriend, "I'll even let you drive."

"Really?" Jodie could not hide the fact he'd love to be back behind the wheel of that amazing car once more.

"Of course." Adam kissed Jodie's lips softly. His kissing became more aggressive as he felt Jodie's hand reaching inside his pocket.

Their kissing stopped when Jodie suddenly pulled out Adam's keys. "Hehe! Mine now." Adam smirked as Jodie walked away, never before had he let a woman tease him so endlessly, but he was finding he enjoyed Jodie's brand of teasing and reward, especially the rewards. For a virgin she definitely knew a lot about men.

Jodie barreled down the side road, laughing at all the suckers stuck in rush hour traffic on the interstate. He loved the feeling as he gripped the wheel into a wide turn. The erratic and crazed driving reaffirmed to him that he was still a man, women didn't love this sort of thing, he thought, so he couldn't possibly be one because he was loving the road of the engine and squeal of the tires as they raced down the longest route possible to his apartment.

After running through a stop sign Jodie's fun was suddenly interrupted by flashing blue lights. "Fuck me!" He swore and immediately pulled over.

"It's okay, just keep calm and be respectful." Adam readied his registration. No stranger to speeding tickets himself Adam felt he couldn't blame her for going a bit too fast, he only hoped it didn't put a damper on their date.

"Yeah…. yeah." Jodie cut the engine off and nervously tapped her foot on the floor board

After a few minutes, the large officer bent down and peered at the couple inside, quickly taking in all the information he could. The man was relaxed while the woman was nervously biting her lip. She was damn sexy, "License and registration, please."

"Oh, right." Jodie dug into her purse, frantically searching for her wallet. When she found it, she suddenly remembered she had the entire contents stolen including her old license. Anxiously Jodie took the registration from Adam and passed it to the officer. "Um, officer, I'm, like totally, sorry but I don't have my license." Adam's head thunked against the headrest. What was going to be a minor annoyance was turning into a whole ordeal.

"Really now. Step out of the car ma'am." Jodie did as she was told and stood beside the car, her arms wrapped around her waist against the cold wind. "Exactly why don't you have your license?" It took great effort on the part of the officer to not stare at Jodie's ample chest.

"Funny story," Jodie tucked her hair behind her ear, still bouncing nervously, "so like, a couple of weeks ago I lost my wallet at the….club, cause like, I was celebrating my new job, and then like when I got it back it was, like, totally empty! My money, my credit cards, and even my license was, like, gone!"

"Officer?" Adam began, "I'm the owner of the car, can I have a moment of your time?"

The cop waved Adam out of the car, and both men stood by the trunk. "Officer….Dale," he read off of his badge, "I didn't know she didn't have her license with her or else, obviously I wouldn't have let her drive."

"That's no excuse on her part for forgetting."

"I agree," Adam looked to Jodie then back to the officer, "Look at her, she's not exactly Mensa material, if you know what I mean. But, look, I can assure you that now that I know I will take care of the issue."

"You can huh?"

"Scout's honor. Besides, think of the paperwork you'd have to feel out, and I know that all goes unappreciated by the public at large and especially your superiors. That's a headache you don't need on top of all your other stresses. So how about this? Instead, I'll drive her home, and I'll make sure she gets a new license first thing tomorrow."

"I don't know. That would only take care of one issue."

Jodie continued to bounce nervously when Adam and the officer returned a few minutes later, "Alright. Here's what's going to happen. Your boyfriend is going to drive you home, and you're not going to drive again until you have your license, understand?"

Adam wrapped an arm around Jodie's waist, "Y-yes sir."

"Now I'm still writing you up for running the stop sign."

"Thank you officer. Thank you!" Jodie hugged Adam as the cop walked back to his cruiser. "Thank you, so much! I was, like, so scared he was gonna, like arrest me or something!"

"I'd never let that happen." Adam smirked, he knew that was highly unlikely to happen without her having other issues, but Jodie could only imagine a strip search, and being placed in a cell with a bunch of drunken and violent men. The last time she was behind bars was a drunk and disorderly charge when she wasn't quite 21 yet. The memories scared her even though she made it out relatively unscathed, but...what would they do with her now that she was a woman?

The rest of their night was unexceptionable, Adam took Jodie to an even fancier restaurant she had never even heard of, and throughout the entire date Jodie couldn't help but compare Adam and Eric. Both men treated her the same on their respective dates, and yet, despite herself, she found she did have fun with Adam. They shared a similar sense of humor and their past experiences growing up with a mother they could never please bonded them in their shared pain.

She had dressed in her elegant blue glitter metallic dress that showed her new curves so perfectly and matching five inch heels. When they danced to hot Latin music she found herself lost to the rhythmic music and clung to Adam as they spun on the dance floor. When the song came to an end and Adam dipped her, she found she put up little resistance to his kiss.

But it was empty and hollow compared to kissing Eric. She liked Adam well enough, even if she wasn't fond of having sex with him, but Eric was special to her. She…. Lauren was right, she was attracted to Eric and he would be the only man she would be attracted to, not that this bothered her.

Several days of late nights and early mornings passed and Jodie saw Eric less and less. She would try to stay awake late enough to greet him at the door but the few times she did manage to all she could muster was a sleepy kiss and a swaying hug before waking up in their bed the next morning, Eric long gone. Trying to wake up early enough to spend time with him before he left for work worked great at first, but the longer this wore on the harder it became to avoid Adam's advances who made sure to provide her, her liquid lunch

So wwhenEric had his first day off in weeks Jodie jumped at the chance to spend time with him, even if it meant spending time with him at the gym. Jordan was never much of one for exercise in general but he was even less interested in lifting heavy weights with grunting and sweating men. But Jodie would deal with anything to spend time with her man.

Eric scanned his key card and signed Jodie and Lauren in as his guests. Jodie would have balked about Lauren inviting herself in but she promised she would stay away from the couple and do her "own thing". The receptionist didn't need to ask who Jodie was the way she had wrapped herself around him it was obvious to all she was his girlfriend, and a territorial one at that judging by the looks she gave some of the other female gym goers.

Jodie clung to Eric as she couldn't help but leer at some of the other women in the gym. She was certainly glad she took extra precaution to tape down her little secret, but she realized why Eric must love coming to the gym so much. It gave him time to see actual women. Maybe when this was over he could hook up with one of them. She could even help lay the groundwork, after all there's no better wingman than another woman. Jodie pulled Eric closer.

Lauren went off to something called "pilates" leaving Jodie alone with Eric. “Okay,” Eric started, “I’ll meet you back here in about an hour?”

“No way!” she squeezed his hand, “I barely got to see you this week, and next week it’s, like, more of the same! So, I’ll just follow along with your workout.”

“Are you sure? It can be pretty intense.”

“Judge me by my size do you?” She smiled.

Eric laughed, “Alright, let’s go, nerd.”

“After you, meathead.”

They began with something called a squat rack. "How much is that?" She asked as he locked the last plate in place.

"Hmm, 340 with the bar."

"Aren't you afraid that's gonna hurt your back?"

"That's why I'm doing lightweights." He laughed taking his place under the bar.

"Uh, I know I'm, like, not the smartest egg but that doesn't seem like a lightweight." Eric's usually stoic face became even more emotionless as he took the weight on his shoulders and slowly lowered his butt until his thighs were parallel with the floor and rising up again. At first Jodie was shocked and waited for the sound of a tendon to snap but after the third rep she came to understand he was stronger than she ever thought. She felt somehow smaller and more delicate with each repetition. Eric had always been the tough one Jordan had run to on more than one occasion for protection and security but he still felt there was some strength of his own until now. Now she knew what she had was not strength like Eric's. And now she had even less than when she was younger and more active, if her male ego had been a prize fighter it would have been declared a tko by now.

The eighth and final rep Eric finished with a gentle grunt as he sat the bar back into place. "You wanna try?" Jodie was amazed that he didn't sound out of breath at all after lifting what was nearly three times her bodyweight.

"Oh God no. You want my spine to snap like a twig?!"

Eric laughed loudly as he began removing his weights and sliding them back into their proper places. "Well no. Not with this weight. You can try the bar though."

"Why? Wouldn't it be basically nothing?"

He chuckled again as he unracked the other side, "People always forget the bar has weight as well. Come on." Eric gently pulled Jodie closer after he finished reracking his weights. "Here." He lowered the bar to Jodie's shoulder height and moved her into place, his big strong hands holding her delicate shoulders. "I'll help you okay?" He whispered, raising her right hand to the bar then the left. "Now, keep your back straight and sit down." As she followed his instructions Jodie felt his firm body pressed into hers. When her form began to falter he wrapped a hand around her exposed stomach and held her in place against his sweat slick body. "How'd that feel?"

Jodie didn't answer for a long time, simply enjoying the embrace, "G-good." She blushed.

"Think you want to try it on your own now?"

"Are you sure?" Jodie attempted to sound sarcastic and failed. Jordan had never been much for sports or weights; this was true but even she could pick up an empty bar.

"You can do it." Eric kissed her cheek gently, his five o'clock shadow grazing her smooth cheek before he stepped away allowing for the full weight of the bar to rest on Jodie's shoulders for the first time.

It wasn't an uncomfortable amount but it was heavier than she expected after her first couple of practice reps. She hadn't realized how much muscle mass she lost lifting nothing heavier than a file folder and eating a low protein diet. Steadying herself she lowered herself to as parallel as she could make her thighs get on her own before rising again and repeating the process.

"The best thing about this exercise?" Eric stared at Jodie.

"Hmm?"

"It really works out your posterior."

"What?"

"Your butt, baby." he explained, although she asked more out of shock than not understanding the word. Jodie blushed, making a mental note to thank Lauren for talking her into wearing the yoga pants that accentuate her butt so perfectly. Her best friend was checking out her ass, a thought that a couple of months ago would have sent her running for the hills now put a smile on her face.

When she had finished two more sets of eight Eric helped her reset the bar before proudly putting his arm around his girl to take her to the next exercise. While they walked Jodie watched a woman on the treadmill jogging in place, her bountiful backside bouncing beautifully. Jodie was a mix of confusing emotions, she could not decide if she wanted to have her in her bed or have her ass all for herself.

Eric read the confusion on Jodie's face, "Everything okay?"

"Hm?" She snapped away from the beautiful woman, "Yeah...like, just wondering how I'm gonna, like, keep up with you." She laughed nervously. Desiring a woman's body was nothing new but envy was something she never expected to feel for another woman.

"Don't worry, I'll take it easy since it's your first time." Eric guided her through several low weight workouts since she no longer knew how strong she was.

Eric, of course, lied. His own routine was anything but light, every exercise he set out to break personal records. The purpose being pure and simple, primal...juvenile. He wanted to impress his girlfriend. The unintended consequence being showing Jodie the difference between him and her, driving her further to questions.