"YOU ARE FIRED!!!"
Tony didn't expect less. The moment he saw Lisa as his new boss and CEO, he knew exactly what would come next.
But hearing the words out loud
"YOU ARE FIRED."
Shattered his soul, and coming from someone he knew, it killed him even deeper.
Lisa was among the high-class girls in high school, and like most of them, she didn't take school seriously.
However, Tony was the one who always sorted her out in terms of homework, quizzes, tests, and even exams at times. But soon Tony advised her that she had to start learning at some point for the sake of her future, and he offered to teach her.
She'd come over to Tony's house, and they would both study. But as time went by, Lisa started to fall in love with Tony.
To cut the long story short...
On a blessed day, while they studied after school, she had tried to kiss Tony, but Tony refused and warned her that if she tried it again, there would be consequences. But she did it again. This time was worse. She made a sexual advance toward Tony while they studied at his house.
Tony, though aroused, fought his urge and pushed her away, mainly because she had a boyfriend, one of the hottest guys in school.
Tony told her that because of that, he couldn't keep on with the malpractice, that he would stop helping her with her schoolwork and also stop teaching her.
Due to this, Lisa failed her exams, and the shame was too much. Her father, very influential, put her into a big school where he had even more influence, and even when she failed, his influence would make it a pass.
Well, here she was now as Tony's boss. The very girl he taught now firing him. What a twist of fate, and ironic how bright her future was now.
However, hearing those three words again in his head, Tony felt his heart plummet.. His inside twisted badly, and his mood went low... low enough that it dragged on the floor. He had no one, nothing to lean on but his job. That was what fed him and his newly wedded wife.
He opened his mouth, but only a broken, trembling sound escaped.
"L-Lisa… why?"
Lisa, dressed in a black short gown with spaghetti shoulder straps, looked up at him. Her face, once satisfied, suddenly turned angry.
"Are you really asking me that, Tony?" she snarled as she stood up.
"Tony, you embarrassed me. Twice," she added, her voice resonating. "I was that girl everyone wanted, but yet you pushed me away after embarrassing me."
Of course Tony knew. He knew he wasn't getting fired for work-ethic issues or something he did wrong, but because of personal shit Lisa had been harboring all this while.
"Lisa, you had a boyfriend… I couldn't. And besides, we were meant to be studying. I… I was helping you."
"Helping?" Lisa mused. "Tony, I was the one helping you. Or have you forgotten? You were poor. You and your parents could barely cope with school funds. But I..." she chuckled, an angry one, "...I helped you get through that. And all for what?" she scoffed and shook her head.
"You know what? I didn't plan to exchange words with you here today. Just get out, pack your things, and leave my damn company."
Tony exhaled. Tears clung to his eyes stubbornly. The fact that he should be receiving 'Best Employee' rather than this humiliation was something his brain couldn't concede.
"Lisa, please don't do this…" Tony pleaded. "Please… it's all I've got. I can do anything, Lisa. Anything…"
That cruel, satisfactory grin lingered back onto Lisa's face.
"Actually," she said with grim fulfillment, "it's ma'am now. And I... " she paused, the smile on her face widening evilly, "Mmm…" she hummed.
"On second thought, there is actually something you can do… I mean... if you were really serious when you said you would do anything to keep your job."
Tony first let out a huge breath of relief. Honestly, his hope was very slim, but now it was palpable.
"Anything, Lisa. Anything," he replied, the blooming joy in his heart making him forget to call her ma'am.
"Good," Lisa snapped flatly.
"Come on, have a seat." She gestured to the chair opposite her desk as she walked in ambling steps to the back of her chair, bent low, and anchored herself with her hands on the chair.
Settling down together with his mind settling as well, Tony's eyes remembered to discern the grand office.
The office was at the top floor of the Starlight Inc. skyscraper, and it was exuding an immense aura of power.
The wall to the left had a glass cabinet lined with awards and accolades, and the one opposite it had shelves containing varieties of files. Beside Lisa's desk was another circular table that carried three expensive-looking wines and sexy glasses. All in all, the office was sophisticated and well adorned, and Tony did his best not to make it obvious he was looking around.
It was only the second time he had entered the office—first was when he was newly employed, and then now.
"So," Lisa said, drawing Tony's attention from the little assessment he was making, "you'd do anything, huh?" She asked, emphasizing more in that particular word 'anything'.
She rose from her position and took three slithering steps toward Tony. Then, with a fluid seductive grace, she sat on the desk very close to ToTony legs crossed, facing him.
The air suddenly grew tense for Tony and he swallowed. He started to feel sweaty, and it suddenly felt like his tie was too tight around his neck.
"Well…" Lisa whispered, her voice ample and magnetic. "Isn't that a lovely tie you have there?" she said, biting her lower lip in a sexy fashion as she let out a smooth-dangerous chuckle.
Slowly she moved toward Tony, arched her body down toward him, and with a sultry movement placed her hand on his shoulder and rubbed it down his chest.
Tony swallowed hard. Every inch of his body was flowing with upcoming pleasure.
"W-what are… are you doing?" he stuttered as he sat still, his brain reeling through what was happening and hoping it wasn't what he was thinking.
"Sh-shhhhh," Lisa shushed, slowly caressing his cheek. Then In one graceful motion, she swung her leg over and sat on his lap, straddling him.
That one action punched a massive air out of Tony's lungs. A sharp jolt of pleasure seared through his body into his brain, and his brain reacted with an internal: 'God, her ass is very soft…'
"Mmm," Lisa moaned beguilingly as she pressed herself more on him. She leaned in, and her heavy breasts fell on Tony's chest.
The urge Tony had been trying to fight seemed to break free, and a movement started between Tony's legs underneath his pants.
"S-stop… stop this, Lisa…" he stuttered, breathing heavily. "I-I'm married…"
But Lisa ignored him. Her movements on him were suffocating. She didn't let him finish his words as she placed a soft kiss on his mouth. Their tongues tangled, pleasure rippling through Tony, his junior rising more and more.
But getting a little grip on himself Tony shifted his head away. Lisa let out an unnoticeable evil grin. She knew he was yielding slowly.
"God, you are so hot…" she muttered in a very low tone near a whisper. Still leaning on him, she placed a soft kiss on his chin, making a movement that rubbed her body on his, causing Tony's dick to rise even more.
Those thrills also seared through her and she arched her back. "Aww…" she moaned, still grinding her body on him.
"Fuck… you've always been hot…" she moaned again, then leaned back in so that she could whisper into his ear.
"If hotness was wealth," she whispered seductively into his ear, her voice smooth and deliberate, "God, you'd be swimming in dollars…" She took his hands and placed them on her big, round ass. "Yes, Tony…" she moaned, "tell me you don't like that."
Tony could only breathe frantically. She was intoxicating. His mind was against what she was doing, but his body wasn't on his side. And to add to it, he was trying his best to be rational, to not do anything that would make Lisa still want to fire him, and still not do anything that would break his vows to his wife.
However, Lisa bit his earlobe, and it felt so good that Tony shut his eyes and squeezed her ass reflexively.
"N-no… no, no…" he muttered, noticing what he had just done.
"Lisa… ma'am… we can't do this… I can't… this isn't what I meant by saying I'd do anything. I-I… I am married…"
"Stop," Lisa snapped. "You think I'm not married too?" she added as she guided his left hand from her ass, lifted it high, and shoved it inside her gown, letting Tony feel the soft skin of her warm breast and her already hardened nipple.
The effect was epic on Tony. It sent pleasure rippling down him... together with the want to devour her. Calmly, but not deliberately, he squeezed it. It was soft and filled his hand; he felt the hard nipple poking the center of his palm.
"Aww… God…" Lisa moaned slowly. "I know you like that… I know you liked me…"
Just then, there was a clicking sound, and Tony's belt was unbuckled by Lisa's left hand. With a swift, hungry motion, her right hand made to dive into his pants, but...
Tony caught her hand. The pleasure coating his eyes flew off at once, and he withdrew his hand from her breast.
"That's enough…" he muttered at first. Then, like a man possessed:
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" he roared as he lifted Lisa off him and stood up immediately.
"You…" he muttered. "You are insane." He tied back his belt and gathered himself as he rushed toward the door.
Anger burst through Lisa, entwined with a sharp, raw mixture of shame and embarrassment.
"TONY, DO NOT LEAVE THAT DOOR!" she yelled.
Tony paused and, turned back to her.
"Or what?" he threw back at her.
Lisa stood akimbo, her face mean. "Or you lose your job."
Tony shook his head. "It's a little late for that," he said fiercely. He was a man, and there was no need to kiss a woman's ass for a damn job.
"I quit."
He turned to the door, opened it, and walked through.
…
Tony had packed all his things into a huge box and was heading toward the elevator. Eyes turned to him as he walked past. Of course they all knew he was hardworking, and being fired was something that amazed everyone and made them fear whether they were safe under the new boss, Lisa.
However, as Tony walked, his mind was asunder. He wondered if he'd made a mistake by not fucking his way back into his job. But he was married, and he loved his wife… but he loved his job too, loved being a reporter.
"No… I think I'm on the right track," he said to himself. "Yes… maybe it might be hard finding a new job, but..."
"HEY! HEY! HOLD THE ELEVATOR!" he bellowed suddenly to the young blonde lady that entered. But he was too late.
Before the lady could act, the elevator shut.
"Damn it… DAMN IT… DAMN IT!" he yelled in deep frustration. "God, I hate using the stairs…"
"Hey man, you wanna shout down the entire building?" one of the men passing nearby complained with a frowned face.
"FUCK YOU! GET OUTTA HERE BEFORE I FUCK YOU UP!" Tony yelled back, channeling his anger to the innocent man, who hurried away cursing.
"D-a-m-n…" Tony cried again. "I fucking hate the stairs…" he added once more before heading for them.
…
A few moments later, Tony clambered down into the car park at the ground floor beneath the skyscraper, breathing heavily and all sweaty. The huge box he carried added to the load he brought down the stairs.
Very frustrated, angry and exhausted, he headed toward where he parked his car. As he walked, he struggled with the box in an attempt to get out his car key from his pocket. After a little struggle he finally pulled out his key, but when he reached the space where his car was parked…
It was gone.