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MistrsJade -> FREAKY TALES (3/21/2013 6:50:32 PM)
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Brandon Hightower was more than a boss, he was a great guy and my
best friend. We served in the same army outfit but at different
times. We hit it off right away. I advanced rapidly in his
company, occupying a management position for which I was totally
unqualified. With his help and patience, I slowly learned
the ropes.
Brandon was a frequent visitor to our home, often staying up late
with Judy and I, laughing, drinking, and telling crude jokes. We
also attended his parties, though Judy and Brandon's wife,
Estelle, did not get along. Estelle is a cold, scary bitch. I
never understood what Brandon saw in her or why he put up with
her shit.
Brandon was a randy, fun-loving, huggie-bear kind of guy in his
late forties. He had a reputation for chasing skirts. His hand
prints were all over the young things in the secretarial pool. A
few of our employees shared their beautiful wives with their
horny boss and were richly rewarded. Some others shared their
wives unknowingly and only their wives were rewarded.
Brandon enjoyed telling me of his conquests. I knew that one day
he would make a move on Judy. I stilled myself for that day. I
resolved to be one of the husbands that got rewarded, but I was
in no hurry to join their ranks.
I dropped several hints that I would not freak out if Judy ever
cheated on me. I made sure that he understood I did not want to
be like Phil Rowland, totally oblivious while practically
everyone in the company knew that the boss was balling his old
lady. I thought Brandon and I had a good unspoken understanding.
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