Jimmy began his presentation and walked me through it until he reached a slide with just the word ‘DEMO’ on it. “And this is when I’ll do the demo, then continue —”
“Where’s the demo?” I interrupted him before he could click to the next slide.
“Umm, you want to see it? I can go grab it?”
“Yes, please.”
Jimmy handed me his laptop. “Alright I’ll be right back. Feel free to look ahead in the slides as I might not get all of it in the remaining 7 minutes of your time.” He briskly walked out of my office, presumably to get the device with the demo from his desk.
I sat there flipping through the previous slides adding comments to the presentation with questions that I think Lauren, our division’s President, might ask. A notification popped up, grabbing my attention.
It was a message from someone named Lina. “Hey, sexy. I got that riding crop you demanded. Can’t wait for you to use it on my naughty little —”
“Whoa! Holy shit.” I tried to dismiss the notification and forget what I saw, but my hand was jittery, and I end up expanding it instead. I had learned way too much about Jimmy’s sex life. “Fuck!” I tried not to read it but it was just right there in my face.
Lina described something very kinky, and I had to stop reading before I turned into a red beet. I tried to minimize the window but instead made matters worse by closing it altogether. Now he’ll know I read it, I realized. Shit — shit, shit, shit!
Jimmy walked in while I tried to hide my frustration. He gave me a funny look. “Damn, is my presentation that bad?” he joked.
“Oh, err — No. I just added some comments in.” I cleared my throat and stood up, handing him his laptop as I walked to my desk. “I think I’ve seen enough.”
Jimmy looked confused by my sudden change. “But I haven’t showed you the demo yet.”
“It’s fine. Just send me the link to the doc so I can finish commenting on it, then fix that up and you’re good to go. I have a lot to do.”
Jimmy looked at me with scrunched eyebrows. I wished I didn’t have to get him out of my office right this instant, but I did.
As I looked at him, he suddenly was no longer Jimmy, a product manager on my peer’s team, but James, a man who likes to take control in the bedroom and get kinky. It was far too hot for me right then. It had been too long since I’ve had sex and I couldn’t get the image of him using a riding crop out of my head. I avoided looking at him and picked up my office phone to call someone. “Would you mind closing the door on your way out? Thanks.” I smiled at him politely and pretended to start dialing.
Jimmy stood there one more moment before turning and leaving, closing the door behind him with a muttered, “Thank you.”
