Pick up the phone call

Bruce looks at the caller ID. It was his boss, Mr. Masutani. Ex-boss. Bruce hits the accept button and lifts the phone to his ear.

"Bruce, where are you. You are late to work." Mr. Masutani said through the line. Bruce was confused. Hadn't he been fired?

"I'm sorry Mr. Masutani, but didn't you fire me yesterday? " Bruce replied as he adjusted his coat.

"I will certainly consider your position at this company if you don't come into work soon." Mr. Masutani said firmly, "I don't know why you would think I would have let you go. I never met with you yesterday and you are an exemplary employee." There was a pause, "were exemplary, up to this moment, but come into work and we can sort it all out." Mr. Masutani hangs up.

"The fuck?" Bruce says to himself. Could this have something to do with his new powers? He hadn't been inside Mr. Masutani's dreams? Bruce looked down at himself. He was still wearing the clothes he had worn to work yesterday. They looked a little shabby and had a cum stain on one of the sleeves, but other than that they would have to do. He didn't feel like going back to change right now. Bruce left his apartment building and walked down the street to his office. He had always loved how close he lived to his office. It really cut down on commuting. Bruce buzzed into the building and waved to the security man, whom Bruce had more than once fantasized about, although, unlike somebody, didn't act out on these feelings because they were in a committed relationship. Bruce pressed the button on the elevator and walked inside. As the door was closing, he heard a familiar cry.

"WAIT!" the voice shouted. Bruce saw that it was an intern, Jacques. He was young, still in college. Bruce sticks a hand in the door and it opens.

"I gotcha," Bruce says with a smile and Jacques' face turns red. Jacques was notorious in the office for being within an inch of losing his job. In spite of that, Bruce had always liked him. He was at the very least, entertaining.

"I'm glad you're back," Jacques said.

"How do you know that?" Bruce asked.

"Oh, well after you had left yesterday, we had thought you had been fired, but Mr. Masutani has been asking for you all morning." Jacques said quickly, "How are you and Will doing?"

"We broke up," Bruce said shortly,

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Jacques said as the door beeped and open, "I hope you find someone..." as he is walking out of the elevator he trips on the metal connection and falls to the floor, dropping his files. "Shit, sorry," he says as he crawls around on his knees. Bruce can't help but be delayed in his response, distracted by the juicy bubble butt presented in front of him. Snapping out of it, Bruce squats down and picks up a few files.

"Thank you so much," Jacques said taking the files. "Talk to you later," he said rushing down the hall.