The funniest thing you heard today. (click here to read more)

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Title: Doghouse with a View

“So what happened?”

The sound of her heels clicking into the linoleum pulled my attention away from the screen.  I was just thinking of lunch wanting to join my teammates for chicken and waffles but they didn’t invite me into their planning or to lunch.  Besides if I were to go salad was what i was supposed to have. Never mind lunch though.

 

“Because you saw dessert?”

 

…As I was saying, this woman walks by and my desk was just swept into this wind of crisp pear and chrysanthemums and lord knows what else.  

So I stood up and let my eyes greet her and then follow her.

“Like a stalker”

Hush…  I could see its not much of her at all but a big presence.  Her hair long ropes, sweeping the high of her buttocks as she moved.

“Watching like a perv.”

 Quiet…I feared she saw me watching over the top of my cube in the reflection of the glass that makes up the outer walls of the executive offices.  

And she must have because she stops takes her hand and brushes off her bottom, Looks back at me and cranes her head across the room as if she was looking for someone else but I knew I was caught.

“Christ, she sensed a peeping Tom.”



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3 thoughts on “The funniest thing you heard today. (click here to read more)

    Roshonda Blackmon said:
    June 9, 2017 at 1:29 am

    Loved This!!

    Liked by 1 person

    rgayer55 said:
    June 13, 2017 at 7:53 pm

    Geez, I hate when I get caught like that. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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