A BIG Job - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Has Ron checked on himself? He´s so worried about the changes on his coworkers, but how about himself?

When he gets home, he´s too tired to think, too sleepy to do anything. Maybe that´s a sign that something´s wrong with him. But just how wrong?

There´s a sleep problem, definitely. The lack of energy is definitely an issue. And it will affect his work, his development, his success?

Vitamins? Does he lack energy because he´s poorly nourished? Was he missing out something? Maybe skipping meals was not good at all. Perhaps, he needs certain nutrients, more vitamins, not just the main macro´s on a diet.

Is he even taking enough protein? Enough carbs? Enough of anything? How balanced is his diet?

As he was sitting there, as the meeting went on, there were several things he was wondering about.

Himself, for the most. Most of his thoughts, using this as a chance to actually think, were focused on himself. What was wrong with him?

However, there were a few other things in his mind. Some that distracted him from the concerns on himself. Thoughts that made his mind drift into a different, but sweeter spot. The ladies.

He´s not looking directly at them, but he´s aware of them. As he´s searching for differences on them, he can´t help but to notice how attractive they are.

Have they always been like this? Or has he noticed it just now? Everyone´s attractive, everyone in the room, except for him of course, has their own thing.

Angela´s hot, he can´t help but to feel overwhelmed by her sensuality. But that´s the obvious. If there were ten guys in a room, most likely, nine of them will find Angela very attractive. Now, there were other things he noticed just now.

What about Miranda? She´s pretty too, he didn’t notice before, but she looks so cute. Thos glasses, they give her a certain style, a smart look that makes her look gorgeous. Plus, she was the one closest to his age, so logically, he´d be more attracted to her.

But age´s not the only thing that matters. As he turned at Gertrude, he couldn´t help but to feel a bit teased by her. Why? Was she his type? She´s older, more mature, and not exactly in shape. But there was something, were her curves luring him now? Was he suddenly into plus-sized women?

And, speaking of plus-sized, well more like just plus and size, how about his boss? She was just so tall, he never really thought he´d be so attracted to a woman like Mrs. Caswell. A lady who´s so intimidating, with such a higher position. She´s literally his boss, and her height makes her kind of an authority on it´s own. But, being realistic, she´s the one that would turn him on the most.

For starters, and it could be due to her size, but her boobs are the biggest in the room. Her butt´s also the biggest, and her thighs, no matter how hot Angela is, Mrs. Caswell´s thighs are much thicker. Angela might be sexy, but next to Mrs. Caswell, she´s a smaller hottie.

His boss simply makes his eyes turn at her, turn his whole head. His attention´s captured by her beauty, by her curvaceous body. And her height only makes her a much bigger vixen.

But all this staring, all this glares he´s given to everyone in the room, they haven´t been unnoticed.

Someone´s very aware of what´s going on, and she has a few theories about what he´s thinking about.

“It seems Ron´s already staring at us. Good, but… has he noticed? Are there only lusty thoughts in his mind? Or is there something else?” Mrs. Caswell thought, as she was still giving some explanations. Nothing too important, just a reminded or tagging your food before you put it on the fridge.

It seems Ron´s aware of things, the look in his eyes, she often turns at him, and she often finds out a look of worry in him. What was he worried about? Maybe, she´ll need to call for another meeting after this.

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When the meeting was over, everyone went back to work.

The meeting was not that long, even when it kind of felt for Ron. However, during that time, almost everyone noticed how his eyes kept going from one of them to the other.

Angela liked it, has he noticed the changes on her? She wouldn´t mind it, it´ll only confirm she´s hotter, that she´s sexier. That´s why, as a way to thank him, she winked at him on her way out.

But, not all of them found this as amusing. Mrs. Caswell was suspicious he was already aware of what was going on, that he was somehow trying to make sure things were still the same. Trying to measure them in a way.

Miranda also noticed, but she just rolled her eyes and found it creepy. May he be just as much of a pervert as every other man is. She disliked it, overall, she dislikes Ron. Poor guy, he´s never been given a chance, not a single break since he was hired.

And Gertrude, well, since she´s not used to being glared at, she didn´t notice. She was just listening to Mrs. Caswell as she went over her speech.

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After a while, Ron´s shift was over, and he was gone.

“See you tomorrow.” He said as he waved goodbye to Gertrude and Miranda.

“Bye, Ron. Take care!” Gertrude said, with a kind smile on her face. Meanwhile, Miranda didn´t even care to look at him, her whole attention was on her screen.

He´s got a lot to think about. Things he needs to analyze, himself mostly. Maybe he needs to evaluate his diet? Add food that give him energy? Fiber? More coffee?

As for the rest of the staff, they all received an e-mail, from Mrs. Caswell, calling for an emergency meeting. One that will take place a couple of minutes after Ron´s gone. To ensure he´s long gone.

All three ladies were back at Mrs. Caswell´s office a few moments later.

“What´s the matter, boss?” Angela asked, curious about what the meeting might be about.

Mrs. Caswell took a deep breath and, looking at them, she said: “I´m worried Ron could be trying to figure things out. As you might have noticed, he seems to be aware there´s something odd going on.”

“Ron? Please, I had to reset his password like three times this week, trust me, he´s not THAT smart.” Miranda said.

“Come on, give him a break, the poor guy´s always tired. You know, this drains most of his energy.” Gertrude said.

“Could you, please, stop excusing him? You do this all the time!” Miranda complaint.

“She´s right, Miranda.” Mrs. Caswell said, before there was too much fuss about it. “He´s always tired, this spell we´ve casted on him, it drains most of his energy. He´s barely functional. Which is one of the things he must´ve noticed. Let´s be honest, it was inevitable for a man like him, for any man actually, not to notice he´s oversleeping. And it´s just a matter of time before he finds out it has something to do with his new job.”

“He works on a computer, sitting down all day. And it´s not even during long hours. He´s got two more breaks than any of us. And when he´s working, he barely does a thing! Don’t you think he´s unproductive?” Miranda complaint.

“Miranda, you know he wasn´t hired to be productive. His only job, which he´s unaware of, is to help us with our real goal.” Mrs. Caswell explained.

“That´s right! Make us taller and hotter, babe!” Angela chippered.

“Not how I´ll say it, but Angela´s right.” Mrs. Caswell said. “And so far, he´s done his job properly.”

“But you´re worried he might… skip work? Stop coming? He… you´re not saying he´ll be paranoid and stop coming out of fear, are you? I wouldn´t want us to traumatize the poor guy.” Gertrude said, her eyes a little teary.

“Can you please stop, Gertie. He´s not a baby, he´s our catalyst, so that the spell works.” Miranda said.

“I thought he was our source.” Angela interrupted.

“He´s both, and at the same time, he´s none.” Mrs. Caswell added. “Are we draining him? A little. Do we need him? Very. But he´s not a catalyst, and he´s not a source, he´s the piece that joins us, the link that keeps our chain together. So, Miranda, even when he doesn’t deliver anything work-related, what he does deliver, that´s priceless. So, please, stop being so rude with him.”

“Why does everyone think I´m rude to him?!” Miranda complaint.

“You´re kind of rude with everyone, to be honest.” Angela said.

“I´m not!” Miranda argued.

“See? You want to start arguing with me. Chill, girl, you´re too tense all the time. I hope that our change will make you a bit cooler.” Angela added.

“Fuck off, Angela.” Miranda rolled her eyes.

This meeting wasn´t as easy-going as the one before. Probably because this was more important of a matter. However, the boss needed to get to the point, before everyone started sharing their point of view about the new guy, and it ended up in an unnecessary exchange of opinions.

“Listen, whether or not he´s already aware, I called you all here because I´d like you to help me with something. I need you all to keep him distracted, you know, try to take his mind away from it.” Mrs. Caswell said.

“And what exactly does that mean? If he suspects, do you want us to deny anything he says? Gaslight him about the changes? That could work, we could all work so that he thinks he´s the one who´s wrong, as if this has always been the way it is.” Miranda said.

“Isn´t gaslighting bad?” Gertrude asked.

“I don´t mean for you to do that. Unless it´s the only way.” Mrs. Caswell started. “I just want you to keep him busy, so that he ignores the changes going on with us. Use any means you need, but keep him distracted.” Any means?

That certainly called for Angela´s attention. Any means, huh? Well, how about some sexy ways?

Mrs. Caswell meant it for them to keep him distracted with conversation. If necessary, like Miranda said, they could deny any suspect he had. To tell him this was all in his mind. But Angela had other things in mind.

What´s more distracting than a sexy lady? Well, Angela´s a sexy lady, and she´s getting sexier and sexier. It´s just a matter of time before she becomes a muse, well, she knows she´s already one, but she can always improve.

Besides, there´s a lot of room to grow…

While the meeting was taking place, Ron was on his way back home. And when the ladies were finally done, he got to his apartment.

“Have I changed?” Has his height changed?

He can still remember the conversation Miranda and Gertrude had about their height, they were taller, was he taller too?

The only way he could think of how to prove it, was to measure himself. Drawing a line on the wall at the top of his head, that was the easiest way.

“Ok, the pen´s right here, now, let´s draw the line.” He said as he put his back against the wall, and followed by drawing the line.

He moved away, watching the wall and making sure the line was there. But, as he saw the line, he recalled something was missing.

“How am I going to measure this? Do I even have a measuring tape?” He wondered, already feeling tired. His eyelids felt heavy, nothing would comfort him more than the touch of his bed, being wrapped by the sheets.

“Hold on! I need… I need to check… to… measure… make sure… oh, fuck it! I´ll try to think where the tape is while I´m in bed.” He never had a chance to get anything done around the place, not even measure himself.

He drew the line, he left the mark there, the only thing he needed was to make sure that line was still at six-feet from the floor. That´s how tall he was.

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“Fuck…” That´s the first thing Ron said in the morning.

He was upset because, when he turned at his phone, he could see that he was already late for work, which gives him no chance on checking at what height the line´s been drawn.

Once again, oversleeping was ruining his plans. It´s actually ruining more than just this plan. When was it the last time he had time, actual time, to prepare something for breakfast? When did he have enough time for a morning shower? When did he had a chance to stretch before jumping out of bed?

Ron rushed to the office. Checking on his height will have to wait. He can´t be late again, he´ll be barely on time, and even if not, he wouldn’t want to be over ten minutes late, that´s like a “kind” delay. This way, he shows certain consideration about his lateness.

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Ron got to the office, just as he estimated, within the ten-minute delay.

“Good morning, Ron.” Came Angela´s voice.

“Hi! I… I´m sorry I´m late.” He apologized.

“Pfft, don´t be sorry. Do you think I mind?” Angela had something in mind.

As she looked at him, scanning him with her honey eyes, as she smiled at him, she kept thinking on how to seduce him.

She understood only one thing from yesterday´s meeting, not the office-related one, but the other one. Ron shouldn´t focus on what´s going on, he shouldn´t even know.

It´s easy to tell he´s too much in a rush to notice anything, however, what will happen when he sits on his desk? Will he try to put two and two together? Will he try to solve this mystery?

The only way, at least the one Angela´s thinking about, is to seduce him. To flaunt her sexy curves, to show the right kind of attention at him. After all, Ron´s a good-looking guy, and Angela´s grateful for what he´s been doing for her. For everyone, but mostly thankful about the changes on her body.

“I… of course not, I just… you know, I can´t be late.” Ron said as he tried to walk into the room.

“Where are you going? Hmm?” She purred.

“I… to my desk? Sorry, but I can´t be that late again.” He replied, trying to walk past her, but she was making it hard, she was persistent, why? What does she want from him?

Ron can´t deny she´s a sexy lady, and that she´s very pretty. And the way she looks at him, it´s teasing him. Does he find everything as seduction? Is he really that eager for Angela to make a move? He´d make one on her, if he didn´t know she´ll turn him down.

But, will she?

“Oh, come on. You´re late already. Another minute or two won´t make much of a difference… come here.” She said, inviting him closer with her finger. As if she was scratching the air, asking him to walk closer, and closer.

Of course, Ron´s mind was not working the same way it did. Angela wanted him there, close to her, he can´t do anything other than to obey.

Angela stood up, gave one step forward, approached him as he approached her. And it was then when he noticed something, she was just as tall as he was?

Before, Angela was 5´6”, half-a-foot shorter than him, but now, their eyes are at the same level? He blinked, turned at the top of her head and then back at her eyes, she could tell he noticed.

She only smiled as she drove her hands to his shoulders, and then, pulled him closer to her, their faces were just inches away when she did so.

“Why are you trying to escape from me, Ron?” she asked, driving his attention back to her, and not her height.

The truth is, she´s not as tall as he is, yet. Angela stands at 5´9”, but she´s wearing three-inch heels, which make her a six-foot woman. Pretty tall, but not extremely tall. Although, tall enough so that they were both the same height.

She knew she had to drive his attention elsewhere, maybe standing before him with heels wasn´t the best idea.

But her plan was to tease him, to seduce him. Enough so that, during the rest of the day, he can only think of her. And, maybe, why not the rest of the week?

“I…” he stammered.

“Why do you wanna leave so fast? Hmm? I get lonely here, you know…” she started, driving one of her hands to his cheek.

“Lonely?” he asked, looking at her in the eyes, completely overwhelmed by her.

“Mhmm… you´re all behind that door, and I´m always sitting here on my own. We don´t have many customers coming in to talk to.” She said, slowly driving her hand upwards and now ruffling his hair a little.

“Not… many…?” He was echoing her words, chills going down his spine as her fingers caressed her.

“No, everyone writes e-mails and calls… I feel lonely, you know…”

“I… didn´t know about it… should… maybe… stay?” he couldn´t speak, he was so aroused, his member was getting a bit hard.

She was caressing him, they were so close, he could breathe in her sweet aroma. And her lips were so close to his, he wondered, how do they taste?

“Stay? Well… I wouldn´t mind that. But, you have to get to work. It´s a shame. However… maybe we could hang out? Hmm? Later this week?” she was looking at him with sexy eyes.

“Like a date?” He couldn´t help but to get too excited and then, just speak his mind out.

“Date? Well, that´s a strong word. But, if you want to date me… I wouldn´t mind.” Good thing she didn´t mind. “Now, why don´t you get to your desk, in the meantime, I´ll think about where we could go. Sounds good?”

“Yes…” a date with Angela? A date with sexy Angela?

This will surely got him going all week. Just like she wanted, he´ll be thinking on her all week. No chance he´ll think about anything else.

He could even forget about the mark he drew on his wall…