One of my own stories Fireworks and Gossip

A while ago I wrote this short story. Meant to publish it but never got around to it. Here it is for your enjoyment.

Fireworks and gossip

Maurette Antersijn

word count: 2621

To: Mauricio Smith

From: Willy Jones

Subject: Let's watch

I'm glad you finished your to-do list last weekend. Always nice when you can tick things off. My weekend was uneventful. I stayed in and worked around the house. The basement has been needing a paint for years. So I cleared it out on Saturday. Sunday was spent on the couch doing the research and looking at the neighbours. They just moved in across the street. I think they are bird watchers or maybe they like looking at stars because the first things they moved in are a couple of stethoscopes. I have to start closing my curtains because it feels like Big Brother is watching. Be careful ...

To: Willy Jones

From: Mauricio Smith

Subject: Experiments ready

Looks like they are on to you. Keep using this email address. They won't monitor the work email.

How's the research? Basement fume free yet?

To: Mauricio Smith

From: Willy Jones

Subject: dinner

How about dinner at mine on Thursday? I'll show you the basement. We'll do tests in there.

To: Willy Jones

From: Mauricio Smith

Subject: peanut oil

I'll be there at 7. I ordered the peanut oil. Should be delivered tomorrow.

Some people hate their work. Either their boss suck, or their co-workers are back stabbers or the commute is too long. But mostly it’s their own work boring them to dead. But not Jenisis. No. Jenisis loves her work. She works in the security department of a major software company. Her official title is internal security manager and she takes her job very seriously. One of the perks is watching the extracurricular activities in the office. In her experience, the most introverted person gets extremely adventurous when night falls.

One time one of the analysts was working late. This wasn't an unusual situation for this particular guy.

On the average, he doesn't leave the office before eight. The midyear reviews were coming up so this week it had been hectic and the tension was running high. Everyone had left for the day except for him. His hair was looking wild from running his hands all through it. His desk was littered with paper and the coffee cups were fighting for space. As he was frantically searching for something on his desk, he knocked one of those cups over and flooded his desk with cold coffee. Rushing to find tissues, he threw the door to the storage closet open and saw one of the cleaning ladies semi-undressed. Jenisis couldn’t see or hear what was said, but the next thing she saw on the monitor was some serious kissing.

Being the internal security manager is like being the director of your own private reality show. She knows everything about everyone. Jenisis knows who’s seeing who, who’s sleeping with whom, who’s cheating with whom, who’s getting hired and who’s getting fired. It iss part of her job so she uses any means necessary to know what goes on in her company. And that includes reading emails.

To: Martha von Duren

From: Peter Marquette

Subject: Guess what?

So I was in the bathroom … sitting on the toilet … minding my own business (don't ask I'll tell you about what happened last night later) when Mr Potatohead walks in. He's on the phone to someone and of course he gets my full attention when he starts talking about position 47 … I nearly fall of the toilet because the mental picture is so devastating. Potatothead doing the 47??? Maybe the viagra he’s been taking is doing wonders for his sx life. I know from Anne that his wife's in Switzerland at a spa retreat (read boob job), so who’s Potatohead doing the 47 with ??????

Who do you think he's having monkey sx with? My vote goes to Miss Butt Stick ... she walked in today with a huge smile on her face. I nearly walked into the wall ... it’s my nightmare come true.

To: Peter Marquette

From: Martha von Duren

Subject: that needs 3 people

Boob job? Really? Did she not have a face lift last year? Scary picture. No facial features and two pointy breasts. It's like Mrs transformer coming to life.

I looked up position 47 and you need three people for that ... I can't get one date so no way's Mr Potatohead getting his groove on with two. I say Miss Butt Stick wouldn't know the missionary if it slapped her in the face. Miss Office Bike on the other hand .... she would do anything (or I should say

anyone) to get ahead.

Btw, remember to self-destruct this message.

To: Willy Jones

From: Mauricio Smith

Subject: the recipe

I tried different recipes last night and I found the perfect one. You'll be in for a surprise this Thursday.

To: Peter Marquette

From: Martha von Duren

Subject: She's getting some

Talked to Butt Stick just now ... pretended to be having a girl problem. Told her I was dating this guy who wants to do all this crazy stuff and I needed advice. Since I know she is so discreet I came to her. The idiot just lit up like a xmas tree. The woman is freaky! I'm telling you ... I was shocked. Me! Shocked! My little escapade on the printer last year is nothing compared to the freaky Miss Butt Stick. I’m telling you, that name gets new meaning. She has a boyfriend for 5 years and listen to this ... she also has a girlfriend. In her words: I get the best of both worlds. Yuck!

To: Martha von Duren

From: Peter Marquette

Subject: kitchen

Kitchen in 5 minutes .... bring details

To: Jack Horton

From: Anne Fortwick

Subject: Meeting objectives 2009

Did you reach any conclusions?

To: Anne Fortwick

From: Jack Horton

Subject: Re.: Meeting objectives 2009

Not in the office.

To: Jack Horton

From: Anne Fortwick

Subject: Re.: Re.: Meeting objectives 2009

You normally don't have a problem doing it in the office, car, toilets, airplanes ....

but I have my answer. You didn't tell her. What's the excuse this time?

To: Mauricio Smith

From: Willy Jones

Subject: Christmas party

Anne told me the Christmas party is going to be on a riverboat. Let's go ahead as planned.

Next time let's use a timer.

Jenisis hurries back to her desk with her crisps and drink. What did she miss? Anne having an affair with Jack; Martha and Peter doing what they do best: gossiping; and Willy and Maurice? She has no idea what is going on there, but the talks about timers, being watched, and peanut oil has her worried.

Why would they order peanut oil?

Why are they worried about the Christmas party?

Timers?

Are they responsible for the fireworks?

She knows for a fact there's no fireworks involved at the Christmas Party. This year it's going to be a wine and cheese party on a riverboat. Maybe she'll just ask Willy if the fireworks are a surprise. He also works in the security department. Or maybe not. How will she explain knowing about the peanut oil and timer?

To: Jack Horton

From: Anne Fortwick

Subject: replaceable?

Does she do that for you? Can she give you that satisfaction?

Did you think about her when I was pleasing you? When you were pounding in me bent over your desk ...

Decide before I do it for you. While you are deciding, I left a little present in your desk drawer...

Wow! Jenisis fans herself. Too bad the executive offices don't have cameras.

To: Martha von Duren

From: Peter Marquette

Subject: smoke and fire

I could swear I smelt cigars when I just walked passed Jack's office.

To: Peter Marquette

From: Martha von Duren

Subject: missing items

Was Anne not wearing purple tights today?

To: Mauricio Smith

From: Willy Jones

Subject: friendly neighbors

I went to the neighbours yesterday. Knocked on the door. I thought I might introduce myself. No one answered even though I just saw someone behind the curtains before I went across the street. They are on to me. We need to change accommodation ... let's move to the Brent Cross location.

To: Willy Jones

From: Mauricio Smith

Subject: approved

Wednesday night at 23.45. I'll make arrangements. Pack only what can’t be replaced at this time.

To: Anne Fortwick

From: Jack Horton

Subject: dictation

What are you doing to me? I looked into the drawer before my meeting .... I was 5 minutes late

To: Martha von Duren

From: Peter Marquette

Subject: hot lunch

Anne and Jack. Lunch in the park? I'm bringing Anne ...

To: Peter Marquette

From: Martha von Duren

Subject: salvation

That mystery is solved. Also explains the promotion ...

How about Mr. Potatohead. We need to find out what is happening there. Is Mrs. Transformer back yet?

And you still haven't told me what has been keeping you so busy at nights these days.

What do you think about the security guy Mauricio? He's been eying me lately ... if I'm about to make a mistake tell me because a girl has needs ...

An email pops up on Jenisis' screen. One of her alerts has been triggered. Jenisis sits up straight. She has put quite a few alters on the systems so that she can be notified when some strange patterns occur. She opens up the attachment. This time the alert is on one of the bank accounts. It is not one of the most used accounts, but Jenisis is very thorough. She puts alerts even on the sign in register. She gets notified of anyone who signs in after hours and weekend. If it becomes a frequent occurrence, she’ll know.

This time the alert tells her that there have been some unusual activities on the petty cash account. Someone has made six transfers of the same amount to a Swiss account. Jenisis' mind is reeling. A swiss account? Why does that sound familiar? She'll get to that in a moment. First, she needs to find out who is behind these transactions. Jenisis sets out to work.

To: Martha von Duren

From: Peter Marquette

Subject: hot potato

There I was in the bathroom once again when I heard the hottest of news. Turns out Mrs. Transformer has been recreating herself with company money. Yes, girl, Mr. Potatohead paying for her operations with our money. That’s why we haven't seen him the last couple of days. They got him at his house ... dragged him out of his bed in handcuffs and all. Someone was talking about betting games ... might be that the number 47 was referring to a dog. Confession: I might have made up the viagra part ...

To: Peter Marquette

From: Martha von Duren

Subject:

Always knew he was creepy. Remember Christmas three years ago. Still blame the eggnog ...

To: Jack Horton

From: Anne Fortwick

Subject: spread sheets

I had a dream last night ... want to hear about it?

To: Mauricio Smith

From: Willy Jones

Subject: Mary's birthday

Thanks for your help. We pulled off a wonderful birthday party. Mary was delighted. The fireworks worked out beautifully ... she still talks about the big bang at the end.

I don't know how we managed to keep this quiet, but we did.

The neighbours have moved out. No stars to see in this neighbourhood.

To: Willy Jones

From: Mauricio Smith

Subject: low

Keep the low profile.

I'm in with Martha. The extra perks make this job inspiring. I confirmed the target will be at the Christmas Party.

To: Martha von Duren

From: Peter Marquette

Subject: dress forM

I just realized you guys will be known as M&M. Does he melt in your hands? Hahahahaaaa

So when are we going shopping for the dress?

Btw, my nights are free again. Men are pigs ...

To: Jack Horton

From: Anne Fortwick

Subject: spread sheets cont'd

I came home from a hard session at the gym ... as soon as I walked in the door I started taking off my

clothes ... turned on the shower on full ... I didn't know you were in there until you joined me in the shower ... my back was to you ... suddenly I felt your hands on my breasts ... massaging them ... my nipples hardened under your touch ... as they are doing right now ... it felt ... feels so good ... you took the shower gel and started washing my body from shoulders down ... never touching my burning spot ... you're such a tease ... I wriggle underneath your hands ... squeezing my thighs together ... the friction will give me release ... but you won't let me ... you know exactly what I am trying to do ... you put your leg between mine ... if I'm going to pleasure myself, do it on my terms you said ... so wicked ... but I'm loving every second ... our lips are playing tag ... your tongue has never been so soft ... pressed against the tiles, I wrap my legs around you ... I can feel you ... teasing ... do it ... hard ... I need hard ... with one thrust ...

I'll be in the ladies toilet in 5 minutes ...

To: Peter Marquette

From: Martha von Duren

Subject: secrets

If you are going to keep secrets, I'm not telling either if there is any melting involved. I saw Anne going into the ladies and a few minutes later I could swear Jack went in there. I feel a need to powder my nose ... Keep tuned

To: Peter Marquette

From: Martha von Duren

Subject: wicked

Jack is not only big boss but big in other places as well from the sound of it ...

To: Willy Jones

From: Mauricio Smith

Subject: final check

I got all the details. Riverboat company is going to use their biggest boat. I bribed the night watchman to let us in. You are to be at the dock at 03.15 Tuesday night. You get 15 minutes to do it. At 03.30 he will close the door so if you are still in there, you'll get caught.

Your place at 20.00 tonight for the videos. We got 1 hour because I'm meeting Martha at 21.30.

This is getting weirder by the day. What are Mauricio and Willy planning? Whatever it is, Jenisis doesn't have a good feeling about it. What should she do? She has no real evidence. Going to the police isn't an option. What will she tell them?

The Christmas Party is tomorrow. That means if she's going to stop them it has to be tonight.

To: Martha von Duren

From: Peter Marquette

Subject: latest gossip

Gossip 1: Anne resigned. Did you see that scene on the boat? Can’t believe Mrs. Horton didn't know a thing. Might be the botox making her blind. What a drama. When she threw the wine in Jack’s face … Always wanted to do the throwing wine in your face thing ... Red wine is a bitch to get out of clothes.

I wonder if she's going to get a recommendation letter: Anne is a hard worker. She gets down on her knees ... haahahaa

Gossip 2: Mauricio and Willy planning an attack? This is the story in the men's toilet: Willy had something going with Anne. He used to give her all this secret security information. She used that to get onto Jack's radar. When she dumped him for Jack, he kind of went crazy. He blackmailed Mauricio with some sx tape of him with one of the cleaning ladies ...

Oops, thought Jenisis, I've got to be more careful who I tell these things to.