First off, I’d like to say sorry for the pause in posting these, life issues came up, but I do plot on continuing these posts. Ashley, (below) is the female character I picked to be in this story as an intelligent secretary. Yes, this will have adult themes, but for now please note how much clearer you can tell who’s speaking.
Moment Of Weakness
Ashley and the characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!
Warning: The story you’re about to read contains M/F sex scenes and pregnancy. IF you are under 18, or reject adult subjects, stop reading!
As Ashley, a pig tailed young woman looked up at the ceiling of her bedroom, many thoughts of the coming morning began flooding her mind, making her debate calling into work, a debate sounding better as the minutes ticked away. Oh, the eighteen year old blonde loved the job of working for a lab that seemed to be curing diseases, doing studies and other things, she admitted it freely, but the guy she worked for always made passes at her, having her fell off. Still, though she wouldn’t come out and say it, a feeling she couldn’t place began when he was around, a longing of sorts, having a sigh exit the woman’s mouth. “There is NO way I could be attracted to him, he’s a pervert!” stood out in Ashley’s mind, acting as her anchor and grounding her in the fact, shoring up her wall.
Getting up and ready to dress, the combat raged on about the issue, which almost drove the young lady mad. As she put her fine hair in the red bonds, Ashley knew a woman with her IQ wouldn’t even think of dating a man such as him, there was just no way in the world she’d let her boss, someone scruffy and unkept have that avenue to her, an omission the blonde stood on, making it easy to clear her mind. While putting on her blue hot pants and tight white shirt, one task her full bust fought the whole way, it hit her that the way she dressed more than likely made the pervert wanna hump her leg, and yes, thoughts of wearing clothing that showed less did cross her mind, nudging her towards changing, but to her, she didn’t want to be viewed as the typical wallflower, compelling Ashley to wear what she had on.
After putting her short tan boots on, a sigh left the young blonde’s lips as she put her glasses on, fixing them while looking at the clock on the bedside table. Dread came over her, chilling her because she knew it was time to go in, knowledge driving her out the door and to her bike. As she rode, trying to get to the lab before her perverted boss could call her in so he would have excuses to drool over her, images the young lady felt ill thinking about, ideas on how to avoid the guy flooded her mind, giving Ashley options. She couldn’t totally avoid him, she knew that, after all she was his secretary and the pig tailed blonde aided him on trips for the lab, having her plot her plan if he should try his tricks.
Still, while Ashley rode in, many thoughts of how he may try to get to her during the day came into play, letting her workout exit plans, but she knew he may see through her, something making her glad she had her nunchucku with her. Sure, using them on him would get her fired, put in jail or both, that fact was all too clear, yet if he knew she carried them, it might offer some deterrence, having him think twice, or so she hoped. Once in the parking lot, every part of the young woman knew time wasn’t on her side, something Ashley felt, a motivation drive her to chain her bike to the rack and run in.
As soon as the pig tailed young woman got to her desk and started working, a voice from the office not five feet away started beckoning her name, a voice that made her heart sink as she moved from the seat, slowly walking towards the it. Attempting to get a look that didn’t scream “You pervert!” from bleeding through, she grabbed a pen and entered, saying, “Afternoon, Mr. Franklin!” as unhindered as possible, even though her defenses were up.
Looking at the blonde’s body and how it fulled out her hot pants and tight white shirt, the man couldn’t keep from wanting to drool, but, “Ms. Shannon, the head office wants to ship us to another research thingy.” As he got to the window, a sigh left his lips before, “We leave tonight, can you be ready?” crept out in a depressed way.
“Y-Yes I can be…” Ashley said in shock at the fact she didn’t need to fend him off, one fact that made the young lady wonder if he felt okay. As she exited the door, closing it and walked to her desk to plan for the trip, not having the man try anything worried her, almost making the pig tailed blonde walk back in and ask. True, on the surface, the perverted actions she saw her boss do didn’t catch her eye, of that she stood by, deep down however, call it passion or a passing fad, a need came over the woman. Continuing to workout the schedule for the business trip had her looking up the hotel the conference would be held in and such, like she would do any other day, yet seeing the man she worked for, possibly like act subdued threw her, letting curiosity drive the blonde from the chair.