Mail Room Girl

You walk through the backdoor, down into the basement and into your own small realm. It’the mail room has been moved to this small basement room from a bigger office on the ground floor since you started working here - obviously there’s a lot less work for the girl handling the paper mail in this electronic day and age. The mail room was downgraded to one staffer - you – for that very reason, and even for just for you, and even for you it seems like not that much to do for a whole workday.

“Doesn’t look like much to do, huh?”

You turn around and see your boss – your former boss, no longer your department.

“Uhm. Yeah, I guess so.”

“Still enough to not get bored down here, I hear. But also – remember what I told you, getting mail out and incoming mail delivered internally is not really your main job, anyway…”

“Right.”

You nod.

“Spread good mood and enhance the working atmosphere!”

He smiles.

“Exactly. I trust you can do that, Lexi. You really persuaded my with your skills yesterday!”

You feel yourself blush and hear him chuckle as he hands you a Manila folder.

“Your paperwork. HR asked me to bring it to you, familiar face and all that. The new contract, names, office and phone numbers of the whole company. Some basic guidelines.”

He winks.

“Not the guidelines I already gave you those are - unofficial, but keep them in mid, too.”

You nod, blushing.

“ ‘Course, Sir.”

“Sad to see you leave from my team, especially after we got along so well, yesterday, but I’m sure you'll do a great job for the company here!”

He pulls you towards him.

“Good luck”, and kisses you on the mouth, passionately, before turning around wordlessly and walking to the elevator.

You lick your luscious lips and take a deep breath.

You look through the outgoing mail, checking for any obvious mistakes and then start sorting the incoming mail that has backlogged the last days by department.

You sigh. This job starts a mind numbing as your old one ended.

Until some time later, the service elevator to your basement level opens and the mail-main comes, pushing a trolley with more work for you.

He smiles and tips his cap.

“Hey there. Thank goddesses there's someone down here for once, kind of a rarity lately. And such a pretty new face.”

You smile back.

“Thanks, handsome, right back, you’re the first pleasant thing down here in while."

The compliment crosses your lips easily. It’s true, he’s attractive and by now you feel no inhibitions any more to say that to a man.

“You’re a temp as well?”

You shake your head.

“Full time job.”

Well. No, you don’t really mean to stay here until next week, do you? You haven't really thought about what happens to your new job if… when you turn back into a man. Does the curse set all this straight? But the mail-man's reaction distracts you. His smile widens.

“Nice. This is gonna be a real highlight of my round then!”

You smile, a warm feeling spreading through you as he eyes you. You help him empty his trolley into your mail boxes, notice him staring at your ass as you bend over and stretch it out extra high. As you try to move one box to the side you stumble over it and all into his arms. His strong, muscular, manly arms.

“Woah, watch it, girl. Don't hurt yourself on your first day or your gonna be gone on sick leave end I’d lose seeing you already. And smell you…”

He takes a sniff and you giggle.

“You smell really nice. Wonder if you taste nice, too….”

He licks your neck and you feel shivers run down your spine...