“Hey so…Amelia, right?” I asked, coming across the tall blonde in the back hallway, leaned ag
“Hey so…Amelia, right?” I asked, coming across the tall blonde in the back hallway, leaned against the wall just outside the breakroom and engrossed with her phone, “Sorry but I-”“Yeah I know, lots of new faces today,” she stopped me, barely looking up from the screen, “good job.”“Th-…thanks?” I replied, brows furrowing Huh? ‘Good job..? All bright blue eyes, poofy blonde hair and drop-dead curves, Amelia was one standout among standouts in the crowd of unbelievably attractive new hires Melissa had brought into the office today. All were friends, previous co-workers, or had also worked at this start-up pharmaceutical company along with her sales-rep friend Abby…who I’d yet to meet but was starting to cast a big shadow here.“So, hey, yeah, I wanted to ask - can I get your number?” Amelia asked, plainly stepping into the pause in conversation, “in case of, like, an emergency or something?”“My, uh- you m-mean my personal….?” I stammered, perplexed. The day - which thankfully would soon be over - had me off-base. And this conversation was already doing nothing to help.“Ah y’know I’ll just ask Missy for it…” she said, back to her phone to shoot out a quick text, apparently to my office manager who god help me better know better.“So, uh, h-how was your first day?” I asked, shocked already at her audacity - did she think she was going over my head?? - but, like a befuddled teenager boggled by a pretty girl, helpless to do anything about it.“It was fine,” she blithely answered as she, apparently finished with her phone, slipped it down into her white sleeveless blouse, between what looked like two well-sized, well-enhanced breasts. “I got to meet everybody.” She chewed at her gum - that’s in the office manual, she can’t do that. “You certainly have quite the little harem going for yourself, don’t you?”“Wh-wh-what..??” I stammered, caught off-guard again. Oh my god!!“It really is all girls that work here, huh?” she continued as she casually checked her nails, long and painted white to match her top, “So much estrogen, I don’t know how you stand it.”“Ha yeah but, um, it’s-”“Hey no worries I get it,” the statuesque blonde stated, fluffing out her long, soft mane, “You got yourself an upgrade. Lots of cute girls for you to look at now. Lucky boy.”“Wait, no. Uh-” What was she saying?!“Amelia.”“A-Amelia,” I floundered, knowing full well I had to stop this here, “I didn’t…Melissa was the one who-””Missy really has taken charge huh?” she cut in, stifling me mid-sentence, “Already she sorta steamrolls you, huh?”“I-““In conversation?”“N-n-““Sorta like I’m doing now haha?”>:(This woman’s nerve! But jesus her eyes are so blue, so piercing. Flummoxed, I was struck speechless.“I love it,” Amelia half-laughed, “I mean it must be humiliating for you but it’s funny.” “Amelia I don’t-““Omigod she’s right, you’re adorable,” she struck, suddenly upending me with a huge, megawatt smile. “And Missy likes showing you off huh?” she suggested, “Did you notice how she held your arm, as she brought you around to meet everyone?”I do, uh, have to admit I realized Melissa was being quite…physical when she was leading me around earlier, introducing me to the new staff. Putting her hand on my shoulder, holding my arm to her as she guided me from desk to desk, from girl to girl. I had found it odd but also oddly thrilling, and I did nothing to stop it…I can still feel the warm press of her huge breast on my arm. Instead, I’m abashed to admit, I just smiled went along with it. She had even - jesus - hip-bumped me across the accounting office…and I had just laughed.“Don’t worry,” Amelia offered, “She’s just marking her territory.”“She’s wuh-what..??” I sputtered, “W-wait-”“Relax, we’ll stay away,” Amelia countered, throwing her hair over her left shoulder, “We’re not all like Randi.““Wh-what do you…” Oh Christ. My world, already flushed red, was starting to fade around me, “Wait- she is NOT…Miss-…I mean, Melissa, doesn’t…”“And don’t think I didn’t see those unconscious little ticks and glances you throw her, too,” she offered, with a covert little smile.”No, I-” My pulse pounded in my face, behind my eyes.”Looks to me like she may even know it yet,” Amelia teased, “but she’s obviously got you wrapped around her finger.“I’m speechless. I’m dumbfounded. What am I going to say?!?“It’s okay, your secret’s safe with me…” she laughed, still leaned up against the wall. I have to put this woman in her place! ”Amelia, no, l-look I don’t know where y -” I started.“Oh, shush, It’s okay,” she stopped me, “Seems to me like our Missy has a little crush on you too.” Urk. That stopped me in my tracks. ”Haha don’t be ridiculous,” I managed, forgetting what I was about to do.”Okay, well, whatever you say boss,” Amelia finished, once again checking her nails, giving me a moment, maybe to say something. Seeing as I had nothing to offer, mind still reeling from this bombshell, she spoke up again. “So, hey, they say I have to go out and get scrubs,” she asked, “Is that for real?”“Uh, well…” I tried, bringing myself back to the moment, “Y-you are a medical assistant, and that is the uni-”“Y’know what?” she stated, reaching down her top to once more pull out her phone, “I’ll just ask Missy.”That hit me like a ton of bricks. That, and the sight of Amelia standing up from the wall - jesus she’s tall too - turning from me and, without another word, walking her womanly hips away down the hallways…bump bump bump.…Three minutes later, recovering in my office, I got her text… -- source link