Sara Polok brings lunch.

Sara was possibly the nicest person I’ve ever met. Her smile could melt Russia. She had this gentle, praising sing-song to her voice that suggested someone who had barely any experience with the world. And a great rack too.

“You work too hard. I heard from Chloe that you were stuck at your desk so thought I should bring a surprise. You’re doing really well staying on top of things. Even if no one says anything…”

I slouched a bit as I pulled the cheap sandwich from its container. Starving dogs and their bones. The mustard, lettuce, tomato, and turkey slices mixed together into a delicious wonder of perfect bland blah nothing of unnoticeable mush. Story of my life.

Sara stared at me intently and patiently as I forgot all pretense of basic manner or suave.

“Umm… uhhh… napkin?”

“Of course. I want to make sure you’re taken care of. You’re important around here even if you don’t know it” (SARA: +1SP) (??SP)

She hands me a napkin from her own container as she stares at me intently; sitting casually against my desk. Sara had such a warm demeanor to her. Finally something good to have today. Wait! Make sure I’m taken care of? Was she flirting with me?

“Did you uh… I mean… did you already eat?”

“Yes, I ate mine on the way over. Sorry. I saw you working through lunch on my way out, and realized I could surprise you. Even if it’s only a little thing I want to surprise you. Sometimes it’s easy to miss things. You like it, don’t you? I really wanted to have a nice lunch with you, but was rushing through things. I only have 5 minutes til my meeting myself.”

“It’s wonderful. You’re too kind. Thank you.”

I scrambled through the meal in delirium when suddenly Sara pulled another napkin out and started wiping my mouth. Wait! What? This isn’t Sara, is it?

“It’s wonderful? Oh, thank you for saying that! You’re too kind. Glad I could help you. Feel free to let me know if there’s anything else I can take care of.”

“Umm…. Okay. Yes. Yes! I will. I uh… your meeting… don’t want you to be late.”

Idiot! I couldn’t think halfway straight. Why did I just say that? Here’s this hot, gorgeous woman practically throwing herself at me and I can’t even think to ask her out. What is wrong with my dumb brain.

“You’re too kind. Yes. We should both get back to work. Here. Let me clean up.”

“You don’t have to do that, Sara. Really. I want to clean up. This is too nice.”

I start grabbing containers to start cleaning things myself.

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you. You’re very sweet. It’s so nice to be taken care of. Well, I’ll see you later.”

Sara slinks off with a soft smile as I hurriedly clean up. Don’t look at her ass! Don’t look at her ass! Just focus on cleaning up. I toss everything in the trash then sit back down; staring at my queue. Damn it! Another boner. Please nobody else come over here. I quietly check my phone. I have to know.

SARA POLOK = SUBMISSION: -55

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I can never catch a break. So when she was doing all those nice things for me, she saw it as her still being in charge? Only when she handed me a napkin did she feel any different. Because I told her to… duh! Ugh! Just when I think I’m about to catch a break.

Chloe comes back from her lunch smiling and beckons me over.