Reports and Drinking Alone?

I sighed as I finished my report on the Toaster Bandit. Agnes scowled at me as I tossed it on her desk. Not sure why, the store managers had all praised her and I'd overheard her talking to the Reg (regional manager) while I was typing the last few lines.

"You have to lock up, I'm out of here."

She said it like it was a request and not the standard for every day she could find an excuse to check out early an keep me late. And really, it wasn't my job to "lock up" so much as make sure the store manger did.

As I approached my '94 Mustang, I sensed movement on the other side. I quickly opened the flap keeping Susi in place and prepared. I looked over and saw the Manager had already zoomed off. I slowly approached, heading around the back of my car to the passenger side, instead of heading straight to the driver's door.

"Damn't Mars, you almost got a face full of pepper spray. Thought you were some hood coming back for seconds."

She didn't miss a beat.

"Susi loves me, she'd have backfired on you before getting me."

"What are you doing hiding behind my car?"

"I'm parked on he other side of the mall, thought maybe you'd give me a ride."

Mars had gotten off 2 hours ago.

"Why are you parked on the other side of the mall?" I asked suspiciously.

"So you'd give me ride," she answered with that smile.

I shook my head.

"You know, we make a pretty good team," she continued.

I gave her the look.

"I know, I know," she added. "But, I don't think you should drink alone tonight."

I was certain my drinking was no secret, given the hangover I'd dragged into work each day, but few had the guts to say it and only Mars could get away with it. She looked at me like a puppy waiting to be thrown a ball.

"Carlos dumped me for my former roommate, and I could use a drinking partner tonight myself," she added, that smile fading for the first time.

"That's crazy, what's she got that you don't?" I asked rhetorically.

"Double D's," she answered.

"Anything more than a handful is overrated," I replied.

"Brigid had Double D's," she shot back jokingly.

"Yeah, and everything more than the handful was overrated," I said with a slight grin. I looked to her for a reply, but she just stood there quietly. "I suppose busting the Bandit a 2nd time deserves a toast or two," I replied.

"My place or yours?" she asked.

I again gave her the look.

"Have you even cleaned once since Brigid left?" she asked.

"I've washed a dish or two," I replied, pretty accurately.

"Drive me to my car, and follow me to my place, I'm well stocked."

"I don't need any more motivation than that," I replied.

The rest of the night was a blur. Mars put on Kill Bill Vol 1 and 2. At some point during Part 2 I started feeling real dizzy. Maybe I'd been slipped a mickey, or maybe I'd just drank too much again. I awoke with a pounding head and the sun shining in my eyes. Correction. It wasn't the sun, it was a topless Mars laying on top of me and smiling as I woke up. I saw her, saw her state, then got wide eyed.

"Did we?" I asked.

"No," she replied. "Though I wish my vagina hurt as bad as my nipples do."

I cocked my eyebrow at her.

"We were joking back and forth, you dared me to show you my tits, so I straddled you and lifted my shirt. Next thing I know you are going to town on them like a carp fighting for food."

I looked down at Mars's breasts, they were small, but perfect, with long hard nipples.

"That was inappropriate of me, but seeing your amazing ta-ta's, I understand why I was so eager for a midnight snack."

She smiled and leaned down and kissed me on the cheek.

"I crossed a line I shouldn't have," I told her. "But really, even drinking with you crossed the line. I guess in for an inch, in for a mile."

"I don't know about a mile," she replied, "I just wanted you in 5," she glanced down toward my crotch, "maybe 6 inches."

"Seven on a good day, Baby," I answered. "But if Cruella de Agnes gets wind of this she'll add that 7 inches to her Technicolor Dreamcoat."

"I won't say anything, Stud," Mars shot back as she stood and gave me a great view of her beauty in profile. "I need to shower, want to join me?"

At that moment my 6 and 3/4 inches felt 10 feet tall.

"Tell me something Mars, you could have had me last night, why not take advantage?"

She looked back over her naked shoulder.

"Because I wanted you to remember how great it was."

She then smiled and continued to the bathroom. I needed a shower all right, a cold shower.