Rounds - The Boss - Sex Stories

Rounds - The Boss

4:30 P.M. RHD: Resident Hall Director, a.k.a. my boss, the woman who controls whether I get paid or not. Her name is Lacey. I like the woman well enough, but she can be very lazy sometimes. “Can you go get me this paper work?” “Would you mind running up these notice forms?” “Could you be a dear and write this information report online since you were there too?” I rest my case. These are easy tasks that she could do just as well as me with not too much effort, but a job is a job and I’d rather appease her until I graduate than start drama. Even though it has already been a week since my last on-call, seeing my name on the schedule elicits a small growl from my throat. And because I am the luckiest person on the planet, Lacey hears me from inside her office. As she peeks her head around the corner, I fix my expression into a polite smile. Think about your checking account and all the food you could buy with your next paycheck… “Hey! I didn’t see you in there!” I say brightly. Oh how easy it is to lie to someone you despise. “Yeah, I am just finishing up for the day,” Lacey replies not unkindly “Thank God it’s Friday, right? I was just passing through so I guess I’ll see you…” I stop talking. For some reason, Lacey looks dejected all of a sudden. Oh no. I know where this is going. I thought to myself. “Mmm, the weekends are what we work for, isn’t it?” she replies with a deep sigh. “Yep soooooo...” If you ask her what is wrong, I swear I will make you have nightmares about ...

... blow jobs for an entire week! My mind shouts at me, but damn it if I’m not a good person deep down. “Is something wrong?” “Oh! It’s just so disappointing!!” she complains. I pop my knuckles nervously and brace myself for the answer to my next question. “What is?” “My boyfriend is coming to visit me and I’m on-call! Which I am not happy about.” I make a ‘ tell me about it’ face and gesture with my hand not knowing what else to say. “I’m sorry, I wish there was something that could be done.” What the hell? Why did you say that?!?! “Actually….” “Hm?” I ask anxious to make some sort of an escape. Run out the door? No, she’d catch me. Fake death? Not convincing enough. Jump from the open window? Real death is significantly worse than fake death. “Would you do me the biggest favor?! I’d really owe you!” She says, her eyes bright with hope. Aw, Hell. “Well I’m on-call for the night so…I don’t know if I can help much.” “It would not disrupt that, I would just need you to do rounds in the office building off of Bear St. It is right around the corner from here and it would take ten, maybe fifteen, minutes tops!” “Why am I doing rounds in an office building?” I ask confused. Rounds are normally only for residence halls. “The head of Residence Life just ordered new Apple products for the offices and they are being held there. They just want to keep an eye on them until they can distribute them. You would just have to walk through each floor to see that they haven’t been tampered with. SO ...