weight…I don’t know, I
haven’t weighed myself lately.” “Well that may be part of why you gained
it in the first place. I weigh myself every day.” Cecelia smugly
ran her hands down the sides of her size two body. Sarah made a
non-committal noise and took another drink of her water.
Bitch! To her relief the waiter came up and took their
order. The cocktail waitress soon followed with drinks for the late
arrivals. The three couples chatted as the waiter brought up appetizers
and then their entrees. Sarah and Brenda both had to field passive
aggressive comments from Cecilia throughout the meal. Sarah’s temper
started to boil over as Cecilia kept verbally poking at gentle Brenda.
In an attempt
to distract herself from saying anything, Sarah pulled out her phone to see if
she’d gotten any texts from Kate. Joe laid his hand over hers and
tapped one finger. Sarah’s eyes widened and she hurriedly put the phone
away. Stan watched this exchange with interest. Meeting his eyes,
Sarah blushed and tucked into her dinner.
Joe’s hand dropped to her thigh. He rubbed up and down as he visited with
his co-workers. Occasionally he would squeeze her thigh right above the
knee. Every time he did this, Sarah would feel a zing to her clit.
She started to shift a bit in her seat, attempting to relieve the ache building
between her legs. Joe leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Settle down
Honey. I promise I’ll take care of you later.” Sarah blushed and
complied with his order. Stan once again noticed their interplay and
narrowed his eyes in speculation. Finishing up their desserts, the three
couples paid their bills and scooted out of the corner booth. Wrapping
themselves in their coats they all walked across the street to Salty’s Bar. Salty’s was a
popular pool hall. It was well known in the office that Stan loved to
play eight ball so most of his employees played pool in an attempt to get on
his better side. Joe and Sarah were avid pool players since college so
Stan often invited them to join him when he played pool.
Cecilia was
an indifferent player and spent most of her time complaining rather than
enjoying the company of her husband and their friends. Sarah attempted to
ignore her snarky comments and play ed the
game as well as she could. Brenda was playing with her against Joe and
George. Stan and Cecilia sat out the game. They would play the
winners. As Brenda leaned over to take a shot, Cecilia remarked, “You
really should try out that new buns and thighs video I just got Brenda.
It would really help you with that cottage cheese on your thighs.” Brenda
looked up with tears in her eyes and muffed the shot. Hanging her head in
embarrassment, she went to sit down and wouldn’t look at anyone. Fuming
inside Sarah stalked up to Cecilia. “Brenda is absolutely
beautiful. I would rather look like her any day of the week than be a
bitch like you!” With this verbal shot, Sarah stalked over to Brenda and
sat next to her with her arm around Brenda’s shoulders. Watching this
scene, Joe crooked a finger at Sarah. Realizing that she’s gone against
his orders, Sarah’s shoulders slumped as she stood up and walked to him.
Leaning over to whisper in her ear Joe said, “I want you to excuse yourself and
go to the back bathroom in a few minutes. I will join you soon.”
Nodding, Sarah returned to the game. After her next turn she excused
herself to go to the bathroom.
Walking down
the long hallway, Sarah was grateful to note that the music was especially loud
in the corridor. No one should hear if Joe decided to discipline her here
and there. Letting herself into the large uni -sex
bathroom, Sarah waited until she heard a tapping. “Joe?” “Yes,
Honey…let me in.” She opened the door.
Joe looked around and let himself in and stood in front of her with his arms
folded over his chest.