Lee talks to Danielle about her new job

The next morning Osman wandered over to Lee's cubicle. “Look who just walked in.”

Lee looked at the door and saw both Danielle and Mark come in. Danielle was still wearing her pink top and white miniskirt from the club trip on Saturday.

“And they're both coming in at the crack of 10:30,” said Lee. “Well, I guess Mark didn't drop her off after all.”

“Well of course not,” said Osman. “She's the new manager, He needed to have a long, hard talk with her about her new position. I'm sure they pounded out the details all night long!”

Lee laughed, then his expression turned sour and he shook his head. “Dude, shut up!”

“Why?”

“Cause thinking about Mark banging her got me... and those stupid fucking pills haven't worn off yet so I won't be able to get it down now.”

Osman watched Mark usher Danielle into her new office. “Well, maybe your new boss can help you with that. She did mention a performance review.”

Lee chewed his bottom lip. “Yeah, you're right. I'll be back in a little bit. When I get back, let me know if Mark was serious about that office being sound proof.”

Lee walked to Danielle's new office and knocked. He heard giggling, then a command to enter. When he opened the door he saw a very perky Danielle sitting on the desk facing the door with her legs crossed. Mark stood next to her with his arms crossed in an overly innocent manner.

“Hey Lee!” said Danielle. “Did you come by to congratulate your boss on her new position?”

“Uh, yeah.” Lee suddenly felt resentful again that she got the job he wanted, but he tried to be gentle about it. “You think you're gonna be up to it?”

“She's definitely up to it,” said Mark as he laid a hand on her knee. “I think Danielle's going to be very handy in dealing with the client we've got coming by this afternoon.”

Lee laughed. “Or at least she can give him a handy until he cums.”

Danielle flashed him a slick smile. “Why? Was that what you were planning to do when you wanted the job?”

Lee held back a sneer as Mark smiled. He would have insulted her again, but the steel rod in his pants reminded him of why he came in here. “Yeah, I don't think so. Anyway, I came in because I wanted your help with something.”

“Oh, sorry.” she said, “I'm actually really busy right now. In fact, I need your help with something.” She handed Lee a huge folder.

“What the heck?” Lee's arm dipped from the weight of the folder. “These are the sales reports. This is part of your new job!”

“It's called delegating,” said Mark. “And she's going to be delegating a lot of stuff, so get used to it, Lee. Now give us a little privacy, I still have a few things to discuss with the new regional sales manager.”

Lee walked out and closed the door behind him. He tried to hold the folder over the large tent in his pants as he walked back to his cubicle, but several guys noticed and chuckled.

Osman was waiting for him. “The office is definitely soundproof. I didn't hear a thing.”

“Shut up.”