Chapter #3The Morning After the Night Before by: Unknown Tom awoke the the blaring noise of his alarm clock. His head pounded with every blare of the alarm. Smacking frantically at the whining clock, he finally managed to shut it off. He shouldn't be hungover. Not at 7am on a Tuesday morning.
"How much did I drink last night?" He groaned to himself. Tom rarely got really drunk, especially not mid-week. Last night had been an exception though. His old boss Roy Johnson was retiring and was having drinks. Roy taught Tom everything he new and even at only 27 he was tipped to replace him. Roy was a scotch man and despite Tom's best efforts to refuse, they had shared the best part of a bottle before Roy had left to meet his gorgeous trophy wife Melissa. Tom couldn't remember much after that, he vaguely remembered chatting to Tanya Huff from HR.
"What was I talking to her about though?" He tried to remember as he showered. All he could remember was looking at her huge breasts and her smiling "I'm sure it was about the promotion. I wonder if she'll go out with me once I'm promoted?".
A couple of hours later Tom strolled though the glass doors of the office. Even hungover he looked forward to work. He was great at his job and could smell a deal from 10km away. Walking through the foyer he waved at Chris, a buddy from another team, who replied "Morning Casanova!" and laughed. Tom didn't the faintest idea what he was talking about. "Did I score last night?" That wouldn't be unusual for Tom, his confidence, great body and good looks made him a hit with the girls.
One of the girls in question was sitting at reception. A cute little red-head in her early twenties called Annie. Man that had been a mistake, after two hot nights she acted like they were engaged. Tom had let her down gently "It's not you, it's me, etc", but she still had cried for the best part of a day.
"Any packages for me Annie? I'm expecting a file to be delivered?" he asked gently.
"What it is? A heart?" She asked acidly. Man she was even frostier than normal.
"'Don't worry about it" Tom mumbled and turned to leave.
"I heard you made an even bigger idiot of yourself than normal last night?" she called after him.
"Erm, do you know I actually did?" Tom asked warily.
"No I left early. But the word is you upset some of the management" She said with a smug smile.
Walking to his desk Tom was a little concerned. "What the hell did I do last night?!" he tried to remember, out of the fog of alcohol he remembered someone telling him to go home and calling a cab. "Shit!" The last thing Tom wanted to do was upset his promotion chances. Then again he was the company Golden Boy, they needed him more than he needed them. It would be a slap on the wrists and warning about drinking at work.
He's thoughts were interrupted by Roy's secretary, a hot brunette in her late thirties called Jan.
"Morning Tom-Tom!" she said in a sing song voice. Another notch of Tom's bed-post. This one was one of his favourites, even if she was 10 years older. They had spent a good few nights together here and there. But then again she had bedded most of the good looking men in office. Tom felt sorry for her husband but man was he glad he was inheriting such a "hospitable" PA from Roy.
"Hi Jan. Any messages?" Tom asked with a wink.
"Yeah that bitch Tanya Huff from wants to see you right away" Jan replied with the venom that only a woman talking about competition can muster.
"Erm do you know why?"
"No idea Hun. I guess it will be about your new position "over me"!" She said in a mock-sexy voice and licking her top lip before laughing and walking to her desk. Man he couldn't wait for those first business trips away.
Ten minutes later Tom was sitting on the other side of the desk to the hottest girl in company. Blonde, well endowed, stunning legs, face of supermodel and heart of pure stone. "Mr Lyler do you know why I called you here?" Tanya Huff asked with perfectly glossed lips.
"I assume to discuss my knew position?" Tom replied.
Tanya smiled, in not a pleasant fashion " You don't remember last night do you?"
"Not really. I was kinda drunk, I hope I didn't do anything stupid?" Tom asked with panic growing in the pit of his stomach.
"Oh Mr Sylar you could say that" Tanya says icily and shifts position. The movement of her breasts suddenly brings back Tom's memories of last night in perfect recall. Drunkenly prepositioning Tanya, promising her promotion when Tom got his and then, when she calmly refused, grabbing those glorious breasts in drunken lust before someone pulled him off and sent him home.
"Oh god...Tanya...Miss Huff....I'm so sorry....I never get that drunk. Please you have to accept my apologies." Tom pleaded.
"I don't have to accept anything from you" Tanya said in sudden anger "You have any idea what its like for a woman to make it in the city? The last thing I needed was you embarrassing me in front of my colleagues! In front of my own team! Well now your going to pay Tom!"
"I'm being sacked.......Bullshit, you don't have the authority. This company would never let me go. They know the competition would snap me up!" Tom yelled defensively.
"Oh I have the authority alright. After last night a lot of people feel your a liability, an expensive liability. And Tom, its difficult to get "snapped up" with a sexual harassment charge on your record." Tanya responded smugly.
"You wouldn't!" Tom said with less conviction.
"No your right I wouldn't. This is a man's industry and you would find a way to weasel out of it. You and that old lecherous bastard Roy Johnson would cook something up. No I have a better punishment lined up for you" She says, he eyes suddenly glowing.....  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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