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</div>From his tiny cubicle, Jack kept checking the time on his watch. It was a Rolex of course, given to him by Lea on his 40th birthday and has been his most prized possession ever since. Whenever he checked the time... stared down at its stylish and exceedingly expensive face, he was always reminded of his loyal and loving wife. 'How long has Lea been inside Ms. DeWitt's office?' he thought to himself. Sadly, he had not bothered to check the time when he observed Lea going inside earlier. Jack had just naturally assumed that whatever her business with the indomitable Ms. DeWitt that it wouldn't take long given how incredibly busy the boss lady always seemed to be.<br/><br/>As time continued to pass Jack was beginning to become even more concerned,<i>"Whatever could they be discussing?"</i>The timid man asked himself as he spoke under his breath. A few minutes later he once again stared down at his watch.<i>"Oh, please don't let it be about that silly student charity auction at Samantha's school."</i><br/><br/>The auction was something he and Lea had discussed the previous night and Jack thought that he had convinced Lea that someone as important and as busy as Ms. DeWitt would not interested in something so commonplace. Deep down Jack nervously worried that Lea being in the office for so long couldn't possibly be a good thing. He always walked on pins and needles around the fashion harpy for fear of saying or doing something wrong that might set her off. But Lea he fretted didn't really understand or appreciate the need to be cautious and guarded around the woman not knowing her as he did. Jack continued to sit in his cubicle as he tried to concentrate on his work. He had a big deadline to meet, and worrying about Lea and Ms. DeWitt was becoming a major distraction that he couldn't afford.<br/><br/>As Jack fretted... he was becoming even more fearful that Lea would do something that would reflect badly on him. That he would be the one to pay for any real or imagined transgressions. For some reason around the office, he had long started to feel like he was the one blamed for anything and everything that went wrong in the office. 'Enough is enough...' he thought as he finally got the nerve to stand up and peek over his cubicle's partition. Just the top of his head and eyes emerged as he timidly gazed in the direction of Ms. DeWitt's office door. As he did so he suddenly heard what sounded like two sharp slaps that echoed about the entire office causing him to look up at the air vent located over his cubicle. The sound so unnerved poor Jack. Even more so when he noted that no one else in the office was paying any attention to it except him. Apparently, no one else had heard it or they were all simply ignoring it which didn't do a thing to make him feel any better.<br/><br/>Slowly Jack cautiously crept towards the office door. The closer he got the more he thought he heard those strange slapping noises. But that wasn't all... he also could hear the muffled voices of two women talking. Undeterred when Jack was close enough he pressed his ear against the door itself trying to make out what was actually being said. Slow on the uptake it finally dawned on him when he suddenly realized that the slapping sounds might have a sexual connotation attached to them causing his mind to start to wander. His ear still pressed up against the door Jack ran one hand through his thinning hair as he felt tiny beads of perspiration start to form on his forehead.<br/><br/>The thought of Lea committing adultery with a man had always left a sour taste in Jack's mouth, an uncomfortable churning in his belly. But the possibility that Lea might... with another woman was something that he had never once considered. Jack didn't think she was even attracted to women... she had never mentioned it before... not that he could ever recall. If Lea found herself becoming attracted to any woman... it would certainly be Ms. DeWitt... not that he could really fault his wife. After all, he felt a great deal of sexual attraction for his boss as well. At that point, his mind a maelstrom of possiblilities Jack reached down and began to subconsciously rub his crotch becoming aroused as he listened at the door.<br/><br/><i>"And what do you think you are doing?" </i>A soft feminine voice with just a hint of a Russian accent asked rather pointedly as she stared at Jack!<br/><br/>His hand immediately darted from his crotch up to his chest... inside his heart had begun to beat like a drum with him in a near panic.<br/><br/>Jack gasping for breath turned to his side and saw a petite immaculately dressed college-aged woman standing there with arms folded in front of her chest as she scowed at him. Oddly enough he couldn't place her at all.<br/><br/><i>"I'm Jack Thomas, I'm a manager here and was just going to check on my wife... she's been inside with Ms. DeWitt a very long time!"</i>He babbled on nervously as he offered his hand to the young woman to shake.<i>"And you are?"</i><br/><br/>The young woman rolled her eyes as she looked down at his offered hand, the same hand that she had watched him rubbing his crotch with... like some dirty old man. 'What a perv,' she thought to herself.<br/><br/>Staring at his hand the young woman glared,<b><i>"Ehhh as if!" </i></b>She growled as she pointedly refused to shake his offered hand! Still looking down at it in disgust!<br/><br/><i>"I'm the new intern, <a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4c/27/05/4c27059bfa1f19b9a8c9980c16250e16.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Tatiana Maximova</a>... and I just started two days ago. And I know exactly who you are! If your wife <b>is </b>inside then she's in a private meeting with Ms. DeWitt and I'm sure that you know as well as I do that when Ms. DeWitt is in a private meeting she is under no circumstance to be disturbed!"</i>The young woman sighed... an exasperated expression on her face, her nose wrinkled up pushing her glasses upward.<br/><br/>Jack upon hearing the young woman say that she knew who he was oddly felt an upward swelling of pride at being recognized by someone that he had never met before... which somehow seemed to be his only take away from the girl's words and manner. He grinned widely and lowered his hand,<i>"oh... it seems that my reputation precedes me. So who told you about me?" </i>He asked curiously the tone of his voice bordered on pure arrogance which made it all the more frustrating for the young woman.<br/><br/><i>"Oh, gawd... just go away!"</i>She sighed as she became more and more frustrated.<br/><br/>Not knowing how exactly to take the subordinate intern's command that he go away. He stared at her for a moment and not wanting to cause a scene Jack gave Tatiana a confused look and obediently turned tail and started to head back towards his cubicle when he heard her call out to him loudly,<i><b>"no, no, no... for черт возьми go to the men's room first... and wash your hands... just your hands, please!"</b></i><br/><br/>Not really getting her meaning Jack nonetheless took a hard right and made a beeline for the men's room and disappeared inside. It would take a few minutes staring at himself in the mirror that her words would take on a greater meaning. He cursed under his breath as he began to wash his hands before returning to his cubicle to hide... his face deep red with embarrassment feeling like a fool! 'The little bitch' he thought to himself, the day could not possibly get any worse...