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The E-mail | niceguy2002tim | 4

 

“Hi Mandy,” Ray greeted her with a quick handshake. The two made their way to the lower parking garage where they had parked. Ray had designated parking for all his employees and it was just by coincidence that Mandy’s spot was next to his. She drove a gray, sporty little BMW, while he drove a large SUV. Most people who drove huge vehicles were using them to compensate for their penis size. Ray laughed at the thought, knowing he had no problems in that area.

“What’s so funny?” Mandy questioned.

“Oh, nothing. Just remembering a joke somebody told me earlier,” Ray said coolly.

“Do you want to drive, or should I?” Mandy asked.

Ray glanced over at his Cadillac, Escalade. It was a beautiful vehicle, and almost one that even he couldn’t afford. He probably wouldn’t have bought it, but he had watched the new Matrix film and thought the Cadillac was pretty cool.

“How about you drive,” he suggested.

Mandy removed her key chain from her purse and pushed a button. In front of them her fancy BMW beeped twice and flashed the lights. “I always loved that,” she told him.

“Me, too,” Ray agreed as they climbed into the car. The restaurant was a short drive, which didn’t leave much time for talking. Once inside the restaurant that was known as Chez Maria, Ray tried to find some answers.

“I got the strangest e-mail today,” he said starting the conversation.

“Oh?” was all she said in return, leaving Ray without any direction to go.

“Yeah, so what are you ordering for lunch?” he asked pulling the conversation away from the topic.

Mandy answered promptly, “I think I’ll have the chicken club, and a Greek salad.”

“Sounds pretty good, maybe I’ll try it.”

The two ordered, ate their lunch meals and talked about work related things. Ray assumed she had invited him to lunch to discuss the workflow, rather than seduce him and confess to the e-mail. Just when Ray was about to give up and rule Mandy out he felt her foot brush against his leg. It was quick, and had felt like she had slipped her foot out of her high-heeled work shoe. The action sent an excited chill down his spine and re-lite the fire. A couple more minutes went by and they ordered another coffee. All of the office employees were allowed an hour for their lunches, and Ray sometimes took more.

Suddenly Ray felt her foot touching his leg again.

 

What happens?


          Mandy apologizes.

 
 
 

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