The Friend On Hand

Claire let out a deep sigh of relief as Marty took his station and Ms. Jeaneen was being distracted. Every few moments Claire would glance at the door to the owner’s office and feel her throat tighten up ever so slightly. Jack was a good kid, sweet, naive, and just the sort of boy which Ms. Jeaneen had chewed up and spat out over the years leaving them heartbroken and bitter. She hated to think of that vampire getting her claws into the innocent young man. The young man had so recently had his heart broken. Claire could only imagine how **** and susceptible to suggestion Jack was since Olivia had hooked up with that gorgeous hunk. As much as she had feigned support for Jack, when Jack showed Claire the picture of Olivia and her new boyfriend Claire’s first thought was that she would have jumped that hotties bones as well. Jack was too unworldly to understand and too young to act maturely to the news. Claire knew that he would get over her eventually. She just hoped that there would not be too much heartbreak and pain along the way.

Claire double checked the oil, glancing at the owner’s office door when her radio kicked up. “Claire, to the owner’s office. Claire to the owner’s office.” The shift manager let out a sigh and proceeded towards the belly of the beast.

“Lock the door.” Ms. Jeaneen said from behind her desk. Claire gazed around the small room and found it odd that Jack was nowhere to be seen. The young man could not have left the office without Claire knowing. When Jeaneen heard the bolt shut the door in place, she told Claire to “have a seat.” This made Claire’s eyebrow pop. Ms. Jeaneen expected her employees to stand in her presence. ‘Sitting is something you can do on your own time. I am paying you to stand at your stations.’ she would say, but at this moment the boss lady was looking serenely calm and gesturing for Claire to sit down with a pleasant expression on her face which looked unusual on Ms. Jeaneen, but Claire was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth and rested her sore feet with a sigh of relief.

“I will get to the point.” Ms. Jeaneen said. “I am not firing you today. In fact, after talking with Mr. Majors I have decided to give you a raise.” This took Claire by surprise.

“I do not understand.” Claire said with incredulity.

“It is quite simple.” Ms. Jeaneen said. The woman spouted a predatory grin which seemed much more natural for Ms. Jeaneen as she snapped her fingers. Claire’s eyes went wide as Jack came out of Ms. Jeaneen’s private bathroom. The twenty year old was almost completely naked. The youth walked out the bathroom with his head held low. His hair was slicked back and his body was oiled up. The only articles he wore were the collar, leash, and cock-ring that everyone knew were Ms. Jeaneen’s favorite sex toys. The boy grabbed a bunch of grapes from the minifridge and took his place at Ms. Jeaneen’s side. The older woman grabbed the leash draping from the twenty year old’s throat and gave it a playful tug. Jack began to make a show of sensually feeding Ms. Jeaneen; he could not hide the fact that he was enjoying himself. “Did you know that Jack here is a virgin?” Ms. Jeaneen asked Claire as the older woman’s bejeweled fingers stroked the young man’s ring-enhanced hardon. Jack let out a shudder and sported an even bigger grin. “The two of us have come to an arrangement. Part of that arrangement is that you will keep your job with extra benefits, and your sister will have a full scholarship to the college of her choosing.”

Claire went pale. This was sick. Messed up, gross, wrong, and so hot. It almost seemed like God was sending her a test. On one hand the words coming out of Ms. Jeaneen’s were all good. But the strangeness of what she was seeing was sooo out of the ordinary that it was pushing Claire’s ability to keep her cool to its limit. “That is…” Claire had to **** herself to look away from how Ms. Jeaneen stroked Jack’s cock like someone might stroke a cat. “That is wonderful. Thank you. Ms. Jeaneen, Ma’am.”

“Oh don’t thank me.” She said giving the leash another tug. “Thank Jack here.” Letting go of the leash and giving the boy’s ass a audible slap, Ms. Jeaneen chuckled at the boy stumbled forward towards Claire. The naked youth standing inches away from the shift manager. “Show him how much you appreciate his decision to save your job.”

“Oh Jack.” Claire said leaning in to give the young man a hug without touching his exposed member. “I. I really appreciate this. I do. You really. Really. Really. Do not have to do this. In fact, you really should not have. But. I guess what is done is done.” She looked him up and down. “You look…” Claire tried to come up with something to say that would not make her sound like a perv. “...Like you are having fun at least.” Claire said.

“Thanks.” Jack said. “So… Is that all I get? A hug and a thank you?” Jack asked, suddenly seeming less like a submissive and more like an entitled teenager.

“What were you expecting? A blow job and my sister’s virginity?” Claire asked sarcastically.

Jack smiled as he picked up a strange looking object from Ms. Jeaneen’s desk. “Actually. Since you mention it…”

Claire looked at Jack in confusion as he pointed the soul-trainer at the woman and sent her careening out of this universe and into another reality. A reality where matter does not matter, and time is more of a guideline than a rule.