Bullies, Bosses

Classmates averted their eyes and shuffled awkwardly to the side of the hall, trying to avoid drawing any attention from the large figures entering the cafeteria.

Getting held back had its perks. Unless teachers got involved, nobody in the school could oppose Tobias and Jay. They struck a perfect balance of jock and edge - as long as they kept winning games, nobody could complain about their behaviour. They swore and vaped in class, hosted wild parties, and entertained themselves by picking victims at random.

"Get out of the way, dipshit."

Jay blew a cloud of vape smoke into the dork's face as they pushed past him. Football always made him hungry.

"Yo, look at that. Holy shit."

Jay looked over to where Tobias was pointing.

"What? Did Connor come back? Do we need to dump milk on his head again?"

Tobias punched him on the arm.

"No, dumbass. Look."

Jay finally realized what he was getting at. Half the girls in the school avoided them like the plague. The other half lined up to experience a dose of bad-boy charm, only inflating their egos further. The bullies always kept an eye out for new conquests.

"Showing off skin today, huh? Did your ovaries finally drop, Chloe?"

Chloe didn't respond. She was fixated on her phone.

"Helloooo? Anyone home?"

Tobias rapped on Chloe's head as he slid onto the cafeteria bench, sidling up next to her. The timid girl looked up in surprise.

"Oh, sorry. You were talking to me?"

Jay tickled her exposed sides from behind. She let out a little shriek. A few people turned their heads to glance at what was happening.

"We were just commenting on your wardrobe change."

"Ohhh, yeah. I'm trying something new." she gestured down at her skimpy white crop top and skin-tight jean shorts. "What were your names again?"

"What, you got amnesia or something? Tobias. Pretty sure we're both in Sandford's chem."

"Better not forget it this time. Tobias and Jay." Jay chimed in.

Rebecca smiled. The bluff had worked. It didn't seem like they knew Chloe very well.

"Sure. Anyway, you boys like it?"

"Fuck yeah, dude. You look hot. It's so much better than that mousy shit you did before," Tobias exclaimed.

"Turns out there was a babe underneath all that nerd stuff. Where's Justin? He's missing out on this."

Jay discreetly dropped one of his hands and pinched Chloe's ass through her jean shorts. It was a standard tactic for the bullies. To his surprise, she just giggled and shot him a spicy look.

"Hmm. I haven't seen him since math, and I'm starting to get pretty bored."

*****

It was a slow day at Duncan & Hutchkins. Usually there were at least a handful of clients to deal with, but today, the only business had been a walk-in consultation. On days like this, Edward Duncan liked to enjoy the freedom, finishing up miscellaneous work and gazing out his office window. As he took a sip of coffee, Bob Hutchkins knocked on the wall outside his office and let himself in.

"Finishing up those documents for the Abrahams?"

Edward nodded, placing the mug back on the desk as he swallowed the bitter liquid.

"Should be done soon. Hey, what did you think of the coffee today?"

"I'd rather drink mop water," Bob grimaced. "Usually it's not THIS bad. What do we pay her for again?"

"Well, whatever it is, she looked great doing it," Edward said, pouring the remainder of the coffee into the little garbage can under his desk.

Duncan & Hutchkins wasn't some grandfathered-in old boys' club, but it had unwritten rules just like any other business. Both partners knew exactly what they payed Rebecca to do.

"Hey."

Bob had a little glint in his eye. Usually it came out when he was feeling mischievous.

"It's been a while, and it's quiet today. Let's get her in here."

Ed cracked a half-smile, the one that came out when HE was feeling mischievous.

*****

Chloe shimmied into the office, silently hoping that her nipples weren't visible through the blouse.

"Mr. Duncan? And, uh, Mr. Hutchkins? You wanted to see me?"

The partners' hungry eyes drank her in. They were both sitting at the small conference table next to Edward's desk with sly grins plastered on their faces.

"Heh. You could say that."

Bob's finger beckoned Chloe towards the desk.

"Ah.."

Even though she'd only been working with the partners for a few days, something felt off. They were a little lecherous, sure, but they were harmless. This felt.. different. Creepy.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Aw, come on." Ed prodded. "I think you know."

Bob's finger beckoned again. Alarm bells rang in Chloe's head, clashing with her mental conditioning.

"I don't- I'm not feeling up to it today. Maybe tomorrow?"

The partners glanced at each other. Bob raised a bushy eyebrow.

"Tomorrow's Saturday, Becca. Are you feeling okay? You've been acting a little off recently."

Oh, shit.

This needed to stop, right now. Chloe racked her brain for an excuse. If it escalated any further and her mom found out, her body and life would be forfeit.

"Sorry, Bob. I just, uh... you know, this week was difficult. Chloe's going through a rebellious phase."

The partners nodded sympathetically. Both men were married. Approaching their late fifties, they were intimately familiar with the challenges of raising a teenager.

"Well, it's okay." Ed clasped his hands together. "Maybe next week."

Chloe breathed a sigh of relief. Crisis averted. But.. maybe she could sway them a little more.

"No, um, let's do it. I want to make it up to you."

"Are you sure? It's okay. Really."

"No, no. I insist." Chloe crossed her arms, subconsciously pushing up her borrowed D-cups.

She strutted over to the partners' side of the table, not sure what to expect. As she approached, they pulled their chairs back, revealing two rock-hard, naked cocks.

Fuck.

Seriously, mom?