Rebecca's Discipline

The elevator doors opened to reveal an empty cab. Jared entered, holding a coffee in one hand while the other rested on the strap of his laptop bag. He selected 14 on the panel and returned to the center of the elevator.

"Thank God," he sighed, both at the fact of his being alone and it being Friday.

The cab doors closed and the elevator began pulling him upward. He adjusted his glasses, returned his hand to the laptop bag and grabbed a stick of gum from the front pocket. He downed the rest of his now lukewarm coffee and popped the gum in his mouth.

"Can't have shit breath today," he said to himself as he chewed. His boss, Aileen, had requested he stop by her office after the morning meeting. Normally, this wouldn't be any cause for alarm, but there had been more than a few layoffs in his department in the last few weeks. By more than a few, it was literally everyone except Jared. Aileen had always seemed to like Jared, and in most cases she even seemed to flirt with him. So, although understandably worried about his position, Jared held out hope that she was going to keep him around.

He also held out hope that their flirtatious energy would eventually lead to him seeing more of her incredible body. She never wore anything too revealing, being that she is the Sr. Director of Marketing for the company, but what she did wear hugged tight in all the right places. He wondered how a 40-something, single mother of two had the time to workout, but lord knows she did. Her body was healthy and firm. Yet nothing was as healthy or as firm as her round ass. Jared couldn't help but sneak a glance every time she passed. Actually, it was less like sneaking a glance and more like staring and drooling.

The elevator doors opened as the almost seductive female voice chimed, "14th floor." Jared always thought that was a bit of a strange addition, but wasn't complaining. He needed all the action he could get nowadays. Now that he was a one-man creative department, he was working more than his fair share of overtime and had little to no energy left on the weekends to socialize. Needless to say, it was affecting his love life. His sexual frustration now began to permeate every aspect of his workday. Focusing on the task at hand had become a daily challenge, as the girls in his office were all incredibly attractive. It was driving him mad.

Luckily, Jared was now relatively isolated from the rest of the office. The labyrinth of cubicles and shelves that used to teem with the lifeblood of a creative department now lay barren. It was an empty graveyard, save for Jared himself and apparently an abandoned purse that he had only just now noticed.

Is that Kate's? Did she leave it here when she got laid off? he pondered. But that wouldn't make sense being that it was Charlie's desk, and she wouldn't just leave her personal effects after being canned.

Although odd, he didn't have much time to think about it. The morning meeting was about to take place and after that he was scheduled to meet with Aileen for what could be the last time. He sighed in defeat and headed over to the main floor where everyone would most likely already be gathering.

Like clockwork, the entire office gathered in the lounge section of the main floor for the Friday morning meeting. Jared tried to keep from getting caught as he scanned across the women in the room. He felt like a horny teen as he fantasized about his coworkers. The girls on the project management team had taken to wearing more festive and revealing clothing on Fridays in an effort to make the transition from workday to nightlife a little smoother. Obviously, that didn't make Jared's predicament any easier, as the girls strutted around the main floor in their high heels, sexy skirts, and low-cut blouses. He felt a tinge of guilt as an erection began forming in his slacks.

The volume in the room lowered to a rumble as Aileen made her way to her usual spot by the whiteboard. Upon arriving, the room finally fell silent, and Aileen started the meeting without skipping a beat.

"Happy Friday, everyone."

Everyone put in a half-hearted cheer, and Aileen got back to business.

After about 15 minutes of a relatively standard Friday meeting, she began to wrap it up. Folks using the lounge furniture started to rise in anticipation of being released back to their desks.

"One more thing, everyone. With the recent layoffs in the creative department, Jared has had to take on all of our creative requests on his own, and although it's kept him here late almost every day these past several weeks, he hasn't complained once. In fact, he hasn't missed a single deadline. So let's give him a quick round of applause to show him our appreciation."

Not expecting the praise and attention, Jared moved quickly to hide his still present erection while smiling and waving at his colleagues.

As the attention drew back toward Aileen, she continued, "In an effort to assist him with his workload, I've hired my oldest daughter Rebecca as a creative intern for the summer. She is going to continue studying for her own marketing degree in August, so I thought this would be a great way to keep her busy and out of trouble while giving Jared a helping hand."

The team began clapping again as a figure stepped out from the crowd and stood by Aileen.