“Lucky you,” Matt’s boss said as he handed him a memo. Matt could tell he was bein

“Lucky you,” Matt’s boss said as he handed him a memo. Matt could tell he was being sarcastic. “You’re going to a conference…in Cleveland.” “Oh, great,” Matt said. “Oh, there’s more good news…HR is going with you,” he added with a satisfied chuckle. The best part of traveling was goofing off on the company dime. Matt knew there was little chance of that with HR tagging along. He grumbled, but knew that at least he could get a few pitiful miles out if. The day before the trip, Matt got an email from a name he didn’t recognize, Debbie something from corporate HR. “I understand we’re going to Cleveland together. I’m afraid all the rooms in our budget were booked, so we have to double up. I’m catching the red-eye, so I’ll meet you at the hotel.” “Oh great,” Matt muttered, looking over at Leslie, their departmentvs HR rep/shebeast. Leslie was waddling past on her way to eat her third donut. “Please, God, make the plane crash on the way there.” When Matt arrived at the hotel, the desk clerk gave him the key and said that his “wife” had already checked in. The clerk smiled knowingly, having seen more than a few romantic rendezvous. Matt thought about correcting him, but decided not to bother. When he got into the room, Matt was surprised to find a stunning Asian woman, completely naked but for a loosely tied bathrobe. He also noticed that the room only had one bed. “I hope you don’t mind,” Debbie said. “I got started without you,” she glanced behind Matt as the belhop zipped up his pants and let himself out. “What the…You know I’m married,” was all Matt could think to say. Debbie chuckled. “So am I,” she said dismissively. “Look if it helps your conscience, I could threaten to fire you.” “That’s sexual harassment!” Matt yelped, uncomfortable with how close Debbie was standing. “That’s exactly what I’ll say,” she purred, dropping Matt’s pants to the floor. “Who do you think my boss, the head of HR, will believe?” “Wha…what about the conference?” Matt asked. Debbie laughed as she shrugged off her robe. “There was no conference. I was just perusing the HR database and decided I wanted a little treat,” she said poking his chest. “Come on, the ‘conference’ lasts until Monday, but inly if you’re a good boy.” -- source link
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