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A good weekend?
How am I supposed to have a good weekend when my mind is racing as if it's on the Autobahn and I'm picturing my boss naked?
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I'm sitting at a café close to my home with my friend and neighbor Felipe on Sunday afternoon. I've dished about my concerns regarding what Ben has proposed and described everything from Friday night in detail. I sip my cappuccino as he looks up at the ceiling in deep thought.
“Oh, mija,” he starts, exaggerating his Latin accent for dramatic effect, while leaning forward as if we're planning a bank heist. “Don't you know you need to live a little? I mean a little dick, even boss dick can do someone good. It sounds to me mija, that he’s willing to overlook the hierarchy here if you are.”
I smile at Felipe and his deep-seated belief that everyone should live big and ignore all naysayers, and lean back in my chair.
“This is my first real-world job in a big city, I’m not working for my dad shoveling hay on my family’s property. I may be naïve in some areas, but wouldn't getting involved with my boss be an issue?” I ask, setting my cup down and fiddling with the handle.
“Not if boss-man isn't,” he tsks.
“That's horrible advice,” I snicker. “He's a guy and could very well just want to get laid,” I add with disdain.
“Then he wouldn't be risking getting involved with you. Listen, mija, I've seen pictures of your boss; he's a looker. And he’s rich and powerful. If he wants to snap his fingers and have someone service him, he certainly can,” he says, as I make a face. “Sorry, mija, it's the truth. But it seems he would rather have you service him.”
I wad up my napkin up and throw it at him. “You're not helping,” I say with a giggle.
“I'm a guy. I'm giving you a guy’s point of view.” He smiles.
“You're a guy who dates guys,” I retort.
“Like there's a difference.” He rolls his eyes.
“So, what you're saying is that I should do it?”
“If by it you mean the horizontal mambo, going to pound town, spray painting the cervix, loading the clown into the cannon, then fuck yes. Wait, no he looks like a strong powerful man. You’ll definitely get nailed to the wall.”
“Well, thanks for adding that to my imagination.” I groan. Not like it isn’t an intriguing thought. Nope, not at all.
“That's what I'm here for.”
* * *
The beginning of the week, Ben is out of the office. He’s gone to the coast looking at developments. We communicate a few times a day about work matters. Ben doesn't bring up his proposal and I don't either, which gives us a few more days of avoidance. I have thought long and hard about the pros and cons of getting involved with him and maybe Felipe was right. Ben wouldn't take the risk if it was just a fleeting moment of carnal weakness. There must be more to his attraction.
Chapter Six
Benjamin
I’m out of the office for the first half of the week, traveling to the coast to look at some real estate for a new office location for an expanding division of Adams Enterprises. Even though the trip was a let-down because I found nothing particularly to my liking, I did stay at a lovely hotel overlooking the ocean and took time to do absolutely nothing, which I've never done.
Doing nothing proved dangerous, however. It left me with thoughts of the past, depressing thoughts that I’ve hidden for years by keeping busy.
Nine and a half years ago, I was twenty-four and had just graduated college during the winter ceremonies with a business degree and a minor in electrical engineering. I was set to start a new company with my college-friend Elliot, when I was called home because my parents were in an accident. My parents were at a ski resort on their anniversary, when the cable line on the ski lift they were riding suddenly snapped and they plummeted to the ground. They were killed instantly when part of the apparatus landed on top of them. It was a freak accident.
In an instant, I went from an excited college graduate to a mourning son and family business heir. My father's will had specified that I would inherit his technology business and I would sit at the head of the table. I tried to argue with his lawyers and get stockholders or a board to take it over, but the instructions were ironclad, so I had to abandon my start-up with Elliot.
I dove in right away, trying to learn the business. Even though I grew up in the company, I had a lot to learn. At that time, I hated life, I hated the company, and I definitely hated that I suddenly had all this responsibility I didn't ask for. Running the company provided a constant reminder that my father was gone and my life was no longer what I wanted it to be. As a result, I acted like an entitled child.
I was prevented from starting up the dot-com company with Elliot as we had planned. Instead, I had mergers to broker, I had new ideas to cultivate, and I had to learn my father’s business all over again. While I understand technology and the way that electrical components play a part, standing at the helm and steering the company was a whole new set of skills I had to learn. Adams Enterprises was not just a creator of home systems, of all things home technology, it had become a nationwide leader in several tech fields. I took night classes to expand my business management knowledge and I eventually became the leader I needed to be. But in time I became a different person.
Renae – my college sweetheart-turned-fiancée – did what she could to encourage me and keep my spirits up. But as hard as she tried to get my attention, I closed myself off to her. I was an only child, my parents and I were close, and I’d spent my summers interning at Adams Enterprises. Everything felt tinted by the loss; my world was ruined.
I don't blame Renae for what she did. We were young, and I ignored her. I took the emotional support that she offered me and gave her nothing in return. Looking back, I see that things should have just ended before she chose to cheat on me, but I give her credit for not wanting to add one more heartbreak to my plate. After all, I only became aware of her cheating on me after she died a year later in a car accident.
