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Julia seems to keep getting her words muddled.Julia Fountain worked in insurance. At thirty-six, she was happily married and a mother of three. She had been part of the North Office for the last six years and was an integral part of the team.Respected across the office, she also held positions in the school parent council, as well as in the neighbourhood community council.Julia was known as a prim and proper lady who, with the bit between her teeth, was fearless when it came to political correctness, women’s rights, or the safety of her kids. Disciplinary“No way, Jim. Proper action, this time.”Jim had a worn, tired look across his face. A part of her felt sorry for Jim; he was a good man. Two years past retirement age, though, and just looking for an easy life. She reminded herself that this was one of the reasons why women were mistreated in the work place. People like Jim indirectly allowing it by ignorance.“Come on, Julia. It was a comment he never thought she would find out about.”Julia straightened in her seat, bringing her height to above her boss’s.She held out her arm with an open hand, her palm facing him. “Let me stop you right there, Jim.” She dropped her hand to her lap, a confident smile spreading across her face. “Those comments have no place in the workplace, regardless of who should hear them!”“Julia, it’s my sister’s boy. He is a bit slow, but a nice kid. And he is distraught with worry.”She sneered, “Jim, Human Resources will hear from me if this isn’t resolved, and I don’t mean by a chat with him.”She got up from her chair, pulled her suit jacket down and Üsküdar Escort straightened her skirt.“Julia, please. I have little options here,” he pleaded.“I’ll compose our email of complaint.”Jim knew the rest of the office would back her complaint. “Julia, how long have we worked together?”Julia turned to her boss. “Six years, give or take.”“And have I ever once given you a hard time.”She rolled her eyes. “No, Jim. Never.” Julia knew he would buckle every time for an easy life.“Well, please. I’m asking you to give me a break. Not Charles; me. You know after the warning you got him regarding the smoking, and the verbal, regarding the ‘fuck, marry avoid’ list he wrote.”She loved he was almost begging her for his nephew’s job. “I’ll speak to the girls and see what punishment should be acceptable, Jim.”“Thank you, Julia.”She elegantly swayed her hips out the office and back across the office floor to her desk.****With a phone pressed to his ear, young Charles watched the hips of Julia sway as she walked out the office of his uncle. There was no question she was still a stunning woman, with a tremendous body for a mother of three. He had spent time daydreaming about sex in the workplace, more so with her than any of the other office girls.He watched on as the pack of hyenas, (his pet name for the women of the office,) surrounded Julia as soon as her plump ass touched the seat. He could hear them asking about what was said, and so forth.Julia looked over, clearly discussing him.Charles diverted his gaze and pretended to chat on the line. When he Üsküdar Escort Bayan dared look back, the girls were nodding in agreement and returned to their work.“If only she knew what it’s like to work with such teases all day, tempting me!”He thought his complaint would be unheard, but he was suddenly aware of someone on the other end of the phone.“Easy. Give me a challenge,” a monotone voice answered.Charles questioned if he had thought it, or spoken. He must have spoken it for the person on the other end to answer.“I’m sorry, wrong number,” he covered.“Charles,” Jim was waving him into the office.“Pity, I bet she deserves it.”Like usual, Charles’s filter failed him. “Yea, little Miss Proper Lips.”“Well, I’m sure it will be different if she sees it from a different point,” the same even tone continued.“Charles.” His uncle waved again.“You said it brother! Wouldn’t be so proper if she had temptation in her face all day. She’d be less Miss Proper Lips, and more like little Miss Potty Lips. Sorry, as I said, wrong number.” He then began to move the phone away from his ear.“Oh, it is, for Julia.” The last part worried him how they knew her name, he hadn’t even dialled anyone.“Charles!” snapped his uncle.Charles approached the office.His uncle still questioning the strange call, he closed the door. “Who was on the phone?”Charles was now in the present. “I actually don’t know.”Jim shook his head. “Charlie, this can’t go on. Women in the work place now, they have too many avenues to screw up things.”Charles shrugged. “Uncle Jim, I know you have Escort Üsküdar been married to Auntie Joan for forever. But honestly, look at some of that ass out there! How am I supposed to think about work when they are getting my dick hard every two minutes?”Jim shook his head before smiling at his favourite nephew. “Look. Keep the head down and I will try to smooth this over, but honestly Charlie, I think it will take a miracle to save you, this time, pal.” Home“Bye, girls,” Julia shouted as she left the office.She crossed the square outside the office building and towards the car park.“Hello, Miss Fountain.”Julia took a deep breath before responding to the parking attendant. His belly was resting on the shelf of his small sliding window.“It’s Mrs Come on, Chuck! It’s not too hard to remember,” She tried for the hundredth time.“Just wishfully thinking you were available Mrs Fountain. Always a pleasure to be of service,” he said, as he tapped the shelf and looked her up and down.Another asshole who thinks it’s okay to leer at women, she thought. She waved a dismissive hand as she looked back at his portly frame squeezed through the narrow window of the booth.****Julia drove to the school. She parked and went to the gates. As usual, several mothers congregated towards her as the waited for the bell.“Hello, ladies. Looking good!”They stopped their conversation to look at the newcomer.Julia knew it was Steve, Slimy Steve as she had nicknamed him. She felt sorry for his long-suffering wife, who seemed to ignore her flirty husband’s wandering eyes, and (if rumour was true) wandering hands. She liked Sue, but in honesty thought she deserved to be treated like that, if she failed to do anything about it.Julia had been lucky enough to avoid Steve’s advances so far, but from the rumour mill, she knew he would try his arm with any of the other mothers, given a chance.

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