Seduced By My Brothers Bestfriend

(Sammy)

That moment when nothing made sense, sitting in the conference room full of strangers talking nonstop. Your mind wanders around to random things, including counting the number of bald old men sitting.  

Of course, that only happened when your boss was a female with heavy makeup and red lipstick which made her appear like she was running for a clown show, two shifts a day. 

I sat in my chair lazily as I sighed inwardly, I was wearing tinted spectacles that gave me the advantage to close my eyes. Drift to sleep imagining my soft comfortable bed with nice smelling linens with fluffy soft pillows that I loved more than anything. 

 I was in an important meeting, a shareholder's meeting with a lot of board of directors commenting their views. In such a case I always came prepared, my specs shielded me from the unnecessary trouble and having to look at all the weird men and women, especially our boss who thought she was the diva of the corporation.

“Our company is the best, our clients depend on us to give them nothing but the best… gentlemen we need a strategic to grasp more and be on top,” I sat there not knowing I what was being said. I could hear an angry voice shouting my name, but I felt like shifting, and hence I threw my left leg to the sides and I heard murmurs rising,

 I muttered something about all the old fools to get a life and felt as my head was lowering down until I hit something solid, 

Ouch'

I said mentally and grabbed something close to me and leaned on it, it was the vice president's hand, it was meaty and somehow boney. I didn't care as I muttered again in my head. I thought I had it all under control until I heard a hand slam hard on the table just near my head, making me jump up. I rose to my feet abruptly, nearly falling, but quickly I grabbed the chair which the vice president was sitting in. I balanced up as I looked around the place, hoping it was a dream.

“Oh no,” Being in a meeting was a dream, and I was back home sleeping in my soft, comfortable bed. However, when my blurry eyes opened, I felt my knees weaken as I shifted my gaze around, and I was in a meeting.

 All our shareholders were staring at me as if I were an alien from Mars. I quickly adjusted my floral red dress and cleared my throat as my mind worked hard to come up with an excuse

“I…well…wow…you look so pretty madam CEO,” I said with fake laughter, stammering to think of an excuse to save me from trouble. The CEO lady was looking at me like a mean witch and just her eyes which were glowing a crimson red had me backing away unconsciously.

“What is this Miss Morgan…sleeping at work…in an important meeting” my boss yelled through gritted teeth, she looked angry and judging by the way she said the words through clenched teeth, I knew I was already fired.

“Miss… I mean Mrs.… Amelia… I wasn't sleeping I was…napping” oh gosh, of all things my stupid brain could come up with was napping, sleeping and napping were the same things, and now I slowly swallowed hard as I fiddled with my hands which has turned cold. Everyone knew the CEO lady was a mean woman. She never smiled which everyone feared and had tried to make her happy, unfortunately she was like a rock fated to be still and smiling was far from her vocabulary. And when I looked back to Amelia Hawkins, the woman of substance, and she was glaring at me in disdain.