Moving On Up

Collecting my things at the end of the day I carried them all under one arm as I made to exit the building - I didn't need to hear them say that I was fired to know that you can't just **** a bitch out and show up the next morning like it was any other Tuesday. Damn, and I was on track to getting that promotion too - despite all of my supposed 'fuck ups' I was always in first place in our companies productivity rankings, I was just biding my time for the right moment to pitch my promotion to the big bitch in charge.

All of that work wasted, because I couldn't control my damn temper. Well I'm glad it was only just a year of my life wasted, it could definitely have been worse - no sense moping on the past, better to look forward to my next plan to get what I want.

"E-Excuse me Richard?" Came a familiar yet somehow strangely different voice from behind me. Surprised, I turned around on my heels to see a much more subdued Nadine than I had ever thought to see before. Instead of smirking at me with that bratty look, or exuding the unearned confidence and body language only those in managerial roles could seemingly pull off; she instead grabbed at her arm with her one hand shyly whilst extenuating her bust in her all of a sudden buttoned down shirt. She never wore it buttoned down, not once since I've worked here. More than that; she can't even bring herself to look at me, with a mark on her cheek, the makings of a bruise that although had been covered with makeup - still lightly showed regardless.

"Uhh, t-the boss and I have agreed to promote you to work d-directly under me." Raising my eyes at that, had she just said what I thought she had? So then, she hadn't told anyone about what I'd done? But surely others had heard our confrontation; I had been shouting pretty loudly after all. Had they all remained silent? Looking at Nadine the moment our eyes met, she shyly darted her gaze away. Had she... convinced, blackmailed or **** others into silence then?

"We'd like to recognize your hard work this last year, naturally as our top worker bee we want your access to the honey to be more reflective of your worth~" From behind me and through the revolving doors stepped in the 'big bitch' herself and my bosses boss - the division manager. She was a slightly chubbier woman, but still wore her curves excellently with fat seemingly being distributed to all the right places; and had a playful attitude rather unusual of her position. However I knew that such an attitude was deliberately disarming; I had seen her dissatisfaction a few times already and it's clear that she got to her position from no mistake in hiring. In fact, I'm surprised she wasn't higher up on the chain, being around her even put me on edge a little.

"Alexa, I was just about to-" Nadine was about to go on, but a single look from Alexa stalled her.

"Don't you have work to do? Don't worry darling, I'll take it from here~" Seeing this little power play, it almost felt good to see Nadine almost bow deferentially to her and then quickly retreat into the elevator, sparing me one last and strange, to me, look before the doors closed.

"She came into my office and made a good case for your promotion, and as this divisions manager I agree with her reasoning, you're long due a promotion for your hard work over this last year~" With that she warmly gripped my arm and began... massaging it? Lightly and in a way where she could feign ignorance if called out on it; but looking into her eyes and seeing that almost predatory spark I knew that there was no mistake as to her intentions. Before I could even give thought on whether to confront her about the touching; she started walking to the elevator as it had just returned.

"Oh and Richard? As a buisness our aims are to beat our competitors; not our employees~ Enjoy your new promotion~" And with that she winked at me as the doors closed and took her up. Speechless I just stood there with my laptop and belongings underarm and wondered if I might have dreamt that entire sequence.