Difficult

[Luna_Wolf72]

After making sure Malaya knew the way Monika had planned out the day, she had retreated to her office and got to work. The girl had been on time, had offered no back talk and seemed to be in a pensive mood. That was all to the good, as far as Monika was concerned. beating hell out of her assistant every day was not in her game plan.

Malaya returned with the muffin and coffee a little less than an hour later. Monika had noted the time but didn't really think on it. After all, it was early in the morning still and the coffee shop was apt to be really busy this time of the day. There had been an odd whiff in the air, but that didn't matter either. As long as the work got done, she just couldn't bring herself to worry about it.

By noon, all the early morning shit was finished and Monika was ready to go to lunch. She wondered if the girl had plans, but pushed the idea away. No use in trying to drag the girl out in public. She probably didn't have any home training to speak of, anyway. Running a quick brush through her hair, Monika stepped into the outer office and waited until the girl looked up.

"Am gonna go to lunch. You should bounce too. We have an hour. I expect you back, on time."

No other words, Monika left, her hair swinging, her hips moving in counterpoint. Lunch was calling her name, loudly...and she was starved.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Malaya was feeling fabulous after having a quickie with her old boyfriend. He still loved that body of hers, and the way she tasted, and who was she to deny him of that pleasure? She definitely wasn't looking for a boyfriend though. Her life was as tough as it is. She was working five days a week anyway, and the pay was good. She didn't need a man in her life to compete with her time and money. She was doing this to follow her dreams for going to a dance company and then who knows what was gonna happen. Maybe branch out.

It was almost lunchtime, and her stomach let out a loud growl as she typed to get ahead of the crowd. Her superior had stepped out, and she almost wanted to ignore her, but decided that it wasn't her best interest.

"Am gonna go to lunch. You should bounce too. We have an hour. I expect you back, on time."

Malaya nodded, watching as her superior went out the door. She wanted to snoop, find out what the hell it was about that women that made her so agitated. She couldn't pin point it, and it wasn't like anybody would just freely tell her.

She walked to the nearest fast food place, grabbing a chicken sandwich, fries, and a lemonade, and walked back to the office, still pondering her thoughts. She wanted to just... She couldn't put her finger on it.

She sat there for a moment, before deciding to go flirt at the water cooler. She'd be back whenever she decided to.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The lunch hour flew by. Monika had opted for a garden salad and some baked spaghetti. A few glasses of ice water had finished filling the few empty areas of her stomach and she was more than ready to finish with the day, maybe go home and watch a movie.

After all, it had been a while since she could simply relax.

Her office was empty when she returned but Malaya still had a good ten minutes before she was officially late. Monika decided that if the girl didn't show up on time, she'd pay. After work. When no one would hear her scream.

With that, the woman retreated to her inner sanctum.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She walked around the huge offices, decided she might as well look at the place a bit more. How much time did she have? Eh, she shrugged it off. It wouldn't hurt if she was a few minutes off. Its not like she actually had left the building, so she-technically-wasn't late.

She searched around, passing an office that said Cortez, her brain immediately went back. She knew her brother worked for an office, but was it this office? If so, why hadn't he told her before?

She backtracked, staring at the door for a moment, before knocking softly, biting her lip. Hell, even if it wasn't her brother, she could always flirt-that was natural for her.

"Come in."

She peeked through the door, seeing her brother, Evan, actually looking like he was doing something important.

"Evan?"

He looked up, his eyes growing wide."Damn. How you find me?"

She tilted her head, her eyes glaring. "You've BEEN here the whole time??!" She entered the room, nearly slamming the door behind her. She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Uh..yah. I mean. Thats how I got you the job, right? Look- I couldn't tell you just yet.."

She sucked her teeth. "Whatever, Evan. Why didn't you tell me you worked here?"

He shrugged slowly. "I don't know. I mean, I supposed it was gonna be a surprise? Naw, I'm playing. But...I honestly didn't think about it."

Malaya froze. "Why?"

Evan shrugged. "Are you on break?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Just asking. You might wanna be getting back. I know she doesn't like latecomers, and you've already been late once. She doesn't play when it comes to shit like that. I've seen it for myself."

Malaya rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time at her brother. "Like I'm scared of her."

He stared for a moment. "Which is exactly why you should be. Like I said-she's a bitch. Hell, everyone working here thats come in contact with her knows that. It isn't rocket science or anything. She's gonna break you, and when she does, I'm laughing my ass off."

"You know what? Whatever. She's just like all the other people I've in come contact with. They can't handle me, and neither will she."

He looked doubtful, but smirked. "Yah, aight. I gotta get back to work though. Go back to that..office, if you call it that." He chuckled at own joke.

She held her middle finger up for him to see. "Yah, like you do any work around here."

She walked out, closing the door gently behind here, seeing how much work had picked up quite a bit. She still had 2 minutes, but she was sure she wasn't gonna make it then. It wouldn't hurt to be a few minutes late. What could she tell her? She was still in the building, and it wasn't like a few days ago.

She'd like to see her try.

Malaya smirked, watching the elevator doors close as she got back to the office.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Monika came striding from her office, her face set in stern lines. It was 1 o' clock and that cunt had not returned. Obviously, the lesson hadn't stuck like it should have. Obviously, Malaya thought that she ran things in the office, that she didn't have listen, didn't have to do what was needed.

She was wrong.

After a few moments of furious pacing, Monika decided to settle herself at the girl's desk. She knocked the in/out basket onto the floor, tossed the phone, flung pens and pencils willy nilly and then calmly, propped her feet up on the edge of the desk.

The office was a little messy.

That was okay. The cunt could clean it up...later.

It was five minutes after the hour when Malaya strolled into the office, looking as calm as possible. Monika didn't speak, never even acknowledged the girl's presence. Instead, the woman allowed the silence to build and build, for long minutes. Searching for just the right tone, the right words. She found them.

The words dripped from her mouth~silky smooth and cold, deadly. Like venom. Like ice.

"Get out. I don't want you here. Obviously, you are far better at fucking and sucking to earn your keep. So, why don't you go do that, hmm? I am almost sure you could make a good living at it, if anyone could get past your stupid inability to ever get to work on time."

Monika swung her feet down from the desk top and stood, in one quick motion. She stepped toward the other girl, a grin hovering on her face.

"Do NOT make me repeat myself, cunt. Get out. Maybe you can come back tomorrow? Maybe not. You won't be paid for it, anyway it goes. I pay those who show up and do what they are supposed to. I pay those who know the proper way to tell time. I don't pay for company sluts."

The words grew even colder, more measured, as Monika advanced toward Malaya.

"You think men don't talk? You think I didn't hear about your adventures in fuck and suck land? Even the shy one's have to tell someone about the hot chicks they bang...even the GOOD guys...so get out. Maybe you can try again tomorrow."

Monika stood only a few inches away from the other girl, that pleasant smile still hovering on her mouth and completely at odds with the flashing gray eyes that casually cataloged, and dismissed, the woman before her. One small finger reached out then, to lightly tap Malaya's nose.

"Get...out...."

 

[choklatekoneko]

The closer she got to the office, the more uneasy she felt. She was only five minutes late. That wasn't bad. She was still in the building, after all. She ate she flirted. She had had a good time.

The numbers on the elevator slowly went down. She swallowed hard as it finally got to her floor. She didn't even realize what she was scared for. Why should she be?

She walked out, noticing everyone was back and busy at work. She waved at a few guys, gave her flirtatious smile, and quickly walked back to her office.

Which was a mess, to say the least. She nearly had a heart attack seeing her superior there. Looking calm, to say the least. She didn't even realize Malaya was there, or...if she did, she wasn't caring. The silence was killing her, but she couldn't break...she just couldn't. It wasn't her style, and it wasn't who she was.

"Get out. I don't want you here. Obviously, you are far better at fucking and sucking to earn your keep. So, why don't you go do that, hmm? I am almost sure you could make a good living at it, if anyone could get past your stupid inability to ever get to work on time."

The words shocked her, and she nearly backed up as she took her feet off her desk, and stood, in one quick motion. The fact that she was smiling, made Malaya furious, furious to the point where she felt tears trying to build up. She swallowed hard, her eyes burning, knowing that if she moved she had no control of her actions.

"Do NOT make me repeat myself, cunt. Get out. Maybe you can come back tomorrow? Maybe not. You won't be paid for it, anyway it goes. I pay those who show up and do what they are supposed to. I pay those who know the proper way to tell time. I don't pay for company sluts."

The tears threatened to pool over, and she did nothing, simply staring back into her eyes, wanting to wipe that grin off her mouth. She was having a million emotions run through her head at the same time,and she didn't know which one to follow.

Where the hell did she get call her a cunt, let alone a slut. She had done nothing with anybody at the office-sure, maybe some harmless flirting, but that was as far as she went. She knew better than to mix business with pleasure.

Mz. Castillo got closer, and took everything in her power not to touch her.


"You think men don't talk? You think I didn't hear about your adventures in fuck and suck land? Even the shy one's have to tell someone about the hot chicks they bang...even the GOOD guys...so get out. Maybe you can try again tomorrow."

Then it clicked.

Emmett.

Malaya felt a few tears fall over, and she clenched her fists tightly, her anger threatening to boil over. She sighed silently, her eye contact faltering. She looked down, watching her get even closer. And she felt...low-defeated. And worst of all, her superior knew it. She jumped at the touch, backing up.

"Get...out...."


Malaya said nothing, her body shaking, not wanting to answer as she simply brushed passed Mz Castillo, walking over the mess, and onto the elevator to go home.

***********************​

3 hours later, Malaya was at home, her eyes red. What was her problem? Why should she even care that she got sent home today. She sure as hell couldn't afford to get fired. The pay was good, and it wasn't difficult.

The words echoed in her head. She was numb, as hell, and she knew that she would be into work tomorrow, knowing she would do anything to get her job back.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Monika saw the tears and remained unmoved. The girl had flinched and stumbled away, her face red. Monika hadn't given it a thought, not after the puta was gone. After all, she had only told the truth. No decent job would accept someone who was never on time and who fucked while working. It was hard enough being an attractive female in the business world, without adding sex to the mix.

So, though the words had been harsh, the thought behind them had been honest. Monika had no reason at all to feel guilty...and she didn't. The woman knew that she would dock Malaya's pay for today but she also knew that she would be calling, after work tonight, to tell the girl to bring her ass in tomorrow.

Monika retreated to her office and went back to work. Reports weren't going to read themselves and the filing would just have to wait. No matter. The job was the job, and it would get done, no matter what.

By six PM, Monika was finished for the day and headed out. It hit her, as she passed through the outer office, that she had never had the girl pick up the mess. It was certain that Monika wouldn't do it. That wasn't her job and anyway, had the girl been on time, the office wouldn't have been trashed. Monika grinned mirthlessly and stepped over the phone, pulling the door shut behind her.

The mess would be there to greet Malaya in the morning.

It was almost nine before Monika found the girl's home phone number in her rather abused rolodex. Slim fingers punched the proper keys and gray eyes focused on the news as she waited for the girl to either answer or for voice mail to pick up.

"This is Malaya. You know what to do."

The curt message ended with an abrupt *BEEP*.

"I expect to see you on time in the morning. I am on site by seven. You be there by eight. No excuses. No bullshit."

Monika hung up the phone and turned the television off before heading upstairs to bed. Tomorrow promised to be a long fucking day and she needed her sleep.

 

[choklatekoneko]

For hours the thoughts of today had ran through her head. Her brother tried calling multiple times, but she let them all go to voicemail as she tried to erase any trace memory of what had happened earlier. She danced, cried, punched walls. She worked out until she felt her whole body shake.

She laid, staring at the ceiling, wondering what she was gonna now. She was sure she would get her first and last paycheck in the mail soon. She can't believe she messed up so soon.

It was 5 hours later when she faintly heard her phone-her house phone, of all things-ring. She sighed, not bothering to answer, until she heard the voice on the other end,mellow, low, causing her to sit up straight, her heartbeat going a bit faster.

"I expect to see you on time in the morning. I am on site by seven. You be there by eight. No excuses. No bullshit."


Malaya ran to the phone, hoping to catch her, but by the time she picked up the reciever, the line was just a dial tone, and she stared at it for a moment, before hanging it up, walking back to her bedroom.

What would she say anyway? I'm sorry? Even after what happened today, her heart wouldn't let her do that. She sighed softly, walking to her closet, deciding on a navy skirt suit, making sure it hugged in all the right places, took a hot bath, and slipped into bed, determined to start fresh tomorrow morning.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Time passes~One Month Later.

After that initial flare up, things returned to normal. The girl showed up on time, dressed to kill, and did her work professionally, perfectly. She spoke only when spoken to, gave not one single cause for complaint. It should have made Monika happy.

It didn't.

That wasn't what she wanted. What she wanted was the fire in the girl's eyes. That smart mouth and smirks. Monika wanted a reason to drag Malaya into the inner sanctum and beat her, bloody her, ravage her, hurt her.

But the girl wouldn't give it.

She showed up on time, she worked well, staying over when asked without complaint. Something more was needed. A good office type was what upper management wanted...but a go-getter was what Monika needed. Someone with back bone and a willingness to fight with (and for) her.

Time to up the stakes.

Slim fingers clicked the intercom.

"Malaya? Would you please bring me the folder for Essex company?"

The girl gave an affirmative.

Monika grinned and rose from her seat, moving swiftly to stand by the door.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Malaya tried to perform on her absolute best behavior. She held her tongue, dressed correctly, showed up on time, stayed late when she was asked, and was being extremely skilled in the work she was given.

It was out of character for her.

She bit her lip every time she even had the urge to spit out a sarcastic, smart ass comment, and tried not to roll her eyes. It was making her quite quiet. She never really said anything at work. Unless she was spoken to, of course. It was hard for her. She wanted-more like needed this job. She couldn't fuck up anymore. That was a given. She rolled her eyes, but said any cuss words away, when she got home. She would dance out her feelings.

It had been a month, and Malaya was beginning to get used to the whole...not being a bad ass. It was hard, yes, but she had to do what she had to do. She wanted to say fuck the whole idea, but not without the consequences.

"Malaya? Would you please bring me the folder for Essex company?" she heard the sultry voice on the intercom say, and she nodded to herself, pressing the button promptly.

"Yes, Mam. I'll bring it right in." She said softly, rolling her eyes gently as she released the button, standing, smoothing the maroon skirt she had. She walked quickly to the filing cabinet, grabbing the necessary folder, and stood, as she saw the group of guys walk by, she blushed deeply, walking quickly to the door, knocking softly.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Monika waited for one minute~ maybe two, and then a soft knock signaled that the wait was over. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the door open, grabbed the folder with her left hand and grasped Malaya's right wrist with her other hand. She tugged the girl inside...and kicked the door closed.

"You know? I keep waiting for you to fuck up. Not because I don't think you can do the job, but because I want a reason to torment you."

The words were spoken in a matter of fact way, the tone soft, almost gentle.

"However, you haven't fucked up, at all and I find that I have NO reason to smack your nice little ass...or grab you by your hair and drag you all through my office. This makes me very unhappy."

Still holding the girl's wrist, Monika strode toward the desk and placed the Essex file on the flat surface before turning her attention back to Malaya.

"Since I am on edge and in need of something to hit...and since I can't punish you...I have decided that I am going to fuck you..instead. Strip."

A smile then, dark and sinister.

"After all, I figure you'd rather have a nut than a black and blue ass."

 

[choklatekoneko]

As soon as the door was open, Malaya was in for a surprise. She gasped as she saw Mz. Castillo. It was less that 2 seconds before she felt a powerful hand grip her wrist, the folder removed from her hand, she was walked a bit unsteadily into the office, hearing the door shut behind her. She was sure everybody else heard it too. Her eyes went wide as she was dragged into the office.

"You know? I keep waiting for you to fuck up. Not because I don't think you can do the job, but because I want a reason to torment you."

Malaya swallowed, obviously confused. What the hell did this woman want? She wasn't yelling, nor having an attitude. It was matter-of-fact. Not even speaking loudly...it was actually quite soft. She was about to speak, but heard Mz. Castillo speak once again.

"However, you haven't fucked up, at all and I find that I have NO reason to smack your nice little ass...or grab you by your hair and drag you all through my office. This makes me very unhappy."

She trembled at the words...wondering what else she had been holding back. Call her oblivious...but she wasn't aware that her superior wanted you, let alone...that bad. Did she really want her to mess up that bad?


She followed Mz. Castillo...mostly by force more then anything. The grip was still on her wrist, and she nearly tripped as they went back to the desk. The folder landed lightly against the smooth wood. She squirmed for a moment, then finally realized there was no use.

"Since I am on edge and in need of something to hit...and since I can't punish you...I have decided that I am going to fuck you..instead. Strip."

"What?!"

The words came out of her mouth before she could stop them. She gasped softly, her eyes wide...even as she felt her body grow fire hot instantly from the thought of being fucked by her. And she...she couldn't explain why. The smile that followed caused tremors to go through her body. She glanced down a bit. She knew the last statement was true... but still.

"What makes you think...I would even go through with that?" She said, a bit of attitude in her voice. She noticed the grip on her wrist still was strong, and she swallowed again, glancing at her with curious eyes.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

"What makes me think you will go through with it?"

The question was asked teasingly, but the hand that had tossed the folder rose to tangle in the mass of the girl's hair. Fingers twined through the locks, gripped and tugged, forcefully.

"You don't really have a choice, punkin. I don't rightly care if you are in the mood to allow it."

The hand tugged once more, hard enough to jerk Malaya's head back, at an angle. Monika stepped forward then and brushed soft lips over the other girl's neck. A tongue tip swept out and then up, tracing the lines of the girl's exposed flesh with delicate little strokes.

Her voice was soft, sweet~even as the hands that held the girl immobile applied enough pressure to cause the woman to slowly bend backward, into a bow, one that thrust her breasts forward. Monika's lips sought, and found, a nipple. Lips applied suction...through the lovely shirt that covered the other woman's pretty flesh.

"Give in to the inevitable. We both know that I will get what I want..and what I want is you naked, spread out on my floor, my couch, my desk...whimpering."

Soft lips moved to the other nipple, wetting the fabric.