The Proposal

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*he sniffed lightly, the soft pad of this thumb rolling over the slip of white paper as he read it over. The paper had come out of a square gift box, wrapped with a pink ribbon and left outside of his apartment door. She had sprayed some of her perfume on it as well, something that took him back to the moment he met her.

Two months prior, he had been set up on a blind date with a friend of a friend, an easy situation for him to meet new people. He was after all considered to be a loner by most in his social circle, though it’s not as if he hated socializing, he was just fine being alone.

The girl, Taylor, had met him at a small burger joint in a newly developed part of town. He had insisted on something more upscale, but she seemed intent on steering him to this place upon the whim that these were “the best burgers you’ve ever had.”

They had agreed to meet at a specific time, and being unfailingly punctual, he arrived 15 minutes early to grab them a table. Of course, he didn’t count on her being 45 minutes late or not even bothering to tell him she would be late, but he waited to avoid being rude.

When she arrived, he had been stewing for awhile and prepared to leave, but seeing her changed his mind instantly. She was beautiful, long raven hair complimented by a glimmering pair of blue eyes that seemed accentuated by her natural pallor. She was dressed business casual, a pair of loose fitting charcoal slacks complimented by a black blouse.

Several burgers, beers and apologies later they were laughing, the mild intoxication of the night warming them both as they connected on various subjects of interest. He found out she was the head of a rather large web design firm that provided MVC framework websites for government companies. He himself was a web designer, and in the course of the meet, jokingly asked if she could get him a job working for her company. He never forgot the look he gave her as she mused his question.

A week later they were going steady and the subject of the job was never brought up again. Until today.

He looked down upon the piece of paper mouthing the words “Your first task is to insert this plug in your ass (you know how much I LOVE your ass, so be gentle). It’s rigged with a bluetooth receiver and vibrator. During your presentation tomorrow, I’ll text you some dirty messages. If you last without losing your composure, you get the job.”