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It’s Friday! Almost done with work also.  This week has been so hectic.  Everything seemed rushed, keeping up was a chore.  I really enjoy my job, but my Phone Sex job is much more enjoyable.  I have been thinking, is it possible to become addicted to your job? I think I am lol.  When I am sitting at my desk, watching all the higher ups walk in and out of my boss’s office I can’t help but wonder…did Mr. Jenkins Call Me last night? I wonder what Mr. Forte thinks about when he is outside staring out into space as his steaks sizzle away on his BBQ.  With all this thinking comes the “what if’s”.  What if one of them did Call Me.  Would they know my voice? Would they really open up and get nasty and tell me all those hidden secrets they never told a soul?  Could I get a big raise out of them and use the information against them? lol.  I am seriously thinking of telling some of them what I do in my free time.  Just to see if they would Call Me.  I know they think about me, I can tell by the way they glance at me, smile at me, and those accidental touches; you know the one’s, they walk by and lean in to close while they reach for a file on the other side of you just so they can brush up against your tits.  My mind has been racing all week, it excites me to know that I could have the Chairman of the Board by the short hairs after he tells me on the phone in a very low and hushed voice that he likes to dress up like Barbie and have a buddy of his dress up like G.I. Joe while they play tea party then have anal sex in an oversized dollhouse! Oh the possibilities!

I was walking through the commons on the main floor of the building that I work at.  Like most people, if I am on an errand I really do not pay attention to anyone or anything around me.  I was delievering some figures to the Accounting Department and was five minutes shy of the deadline.  Due to some very nifty rearrangement of various departments by the “Space Allocation Committe”, along with some hefty smoking of illegal substances, the Accounting Department is now located in the sub basement.  While still striding across the area to the elevator I vaugely heard someone behind me.  I pushed the button to the elevator and waited. The doors opened, I steped in, along with a rather good looking man.  My eyes went to his genital region and I smiled.  Seems he had been thinking of some very naughty things and it was starting to show.  I looked at his face finally and noticed that he was looking at my breasts, which, only made me smile more.  I accidently dropped *wink* my report at his feet, I stooped down to retrieve it and made sure my lips brushed against the outside of his very nice tan slacks before I stood up.  The doors opened and I stepped out, before entering the Accounting Department’s Offices I looked over my shoulder to see him just standing there, frozen in place, my lip prints; in a very nice shade of lipstick; on his now buldging package, the door to the elevator shut and I delievered my report.  Sometimes I really love my job.