Love In Paradise
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
746
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Love In Paradise
While the story is inspired by Duran Duran and Wolverine from the X-Men no one has super powers. I just borrowed things from each universe to feed my muse.
This part is really rated PG13.
Feedback is welcome. Please be gentle as this is my first original piece.
If you have trouble reading about sexual harassment in the work place you might not want to read this part.
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Brenna Munroe stepped off the plane and took a look around. Paradise even at the airport. Lush, green tropical trees and vegetation and a cool ocean breeze. So far it was everything her best friend, Robin Cantors, promised. Now to get her luggage and find out if the little cabin on the beach lived up to Robin’s promise as well.
As Brenna stepped out of the airport to catch a cab to the resort, she caught a glimpse of her reflection. Despite her tall, curves in all the right places frame, the fine porcelain skin of her face reflected a very tired, exhausted woman. Clearly, the last several months at work had taken their toll on the 33-year-old woman. She looked and felt about 60. Thankfully, her deep auburn hair wasn’t gray or she felt she would have looked 80. She silently wondered if her reflection would ever pretend to be in its mid-30’s again.
Once securely in her little cabin and all her items were put away, she went out on the beach with a book in nothing but her swimsuit. She took full advantage of the change in scenery to start trying to relax. Though she felt certain there would be no relaxing after all that happened at work.
“No!” she nearly screamed. She pushed the thoughts of work out of mind and focused on her book again. She was satisfied when she retired to bed for the evening. She had managed to get through the first day without worrying too much about work.
The next morning found her out on the beach with her book once more. This time she couldn’t stop her thoughts from going back to the last several months at work. All the sexual advances her short, fat, balding ex-boss, Peter Fitz, made.
To call the man ugly was an understatement. For the man to think he was God’s gift to women was beyond any description. Yet that was how he acted any time he tried to make an advance on Brenna and any of her other female co-workers.
That is until that day last week. The day that Peter made an advance on Brenna at the very moment the big boss, Corin Niven, happened to have entered Brenna’s work area. Corin heard every word of Peter’s not so subtle sexual advances.
“I know you want me, Bren, darling. I can see that C F M look in your eyes. Don’t deny it.” Peter ran his hand along the side of Brenna’s face. He failed to notice her wince as she smacked his hand away. He also failed to notice Corin watching.
“Can we please get back to this report?” Brenna tried to bring his attention back to the report in her hands. The one he claimed to have needed so urgently that it couldn’t wait until the morning. The one she was ready to smack him across the face with when he touched her.
Peter moved closer to Brenna and ran a hand along her thigh. She merely smacked his hand away. “Please stop.” She moved away from him.
That was all Corin needed to see and hear. He cleared his throat to announce his presence. Both Peter and Brenna were taken by surprise. Peter couldn’t believe he had just been caught putting the moves on Brenna.
Corin asked Peter into his office and twenty minutes later when they returned Peter was being escorted by security. He didn’t say good-bye to anyone. He just packed his things and left. There were rumors he had been told not to speak to anyone. Especially any of the women.
Brenna was shocked. She knew there had been complaints about Peter’s behavior. She knew it was being looked into. She didn’t know that she would be the one to get Peter fired. Not that she actually got him fired. He seemed to have done a good job of that on his own. After all, Peter was stupid enough to try to cop a feel in an open area.
Corin called Brenna into his office shortly before the end of the day. He noticed that she had quite a bit of unused leave time left for the year and suggested that maybe she might want to use some of it. Take a chance to get away from what happened and come back with a fresh mind.
The suggestion was followed by a rather lengthy apology and assurances that something like that would never happen again. Clearly, Corin was trying to cover the company’s collective butt. Brenna was just happy Peter was fired. No more putting up with his sexual advances. No more worrying when the next advance would occur. Brenna wouldn’t know what to do with herself.
Brenna finished out the week at work, consulted with Robin about a great vacation spot in what she stated was paradise, was taken to lunch by the other women in her department and was on her way to Robin’s paradise by Saturday morning.
It all happened so quickly now that she thought about it. In the space of twenty minutes her idiot boss with the overactive sex drive had been fired. Just like that.
“Just like that.” Brenna mumbled out loud to her book as she snapped it shut.
This part is really rated PG13.
Feedback is welcome. Please be gentle as this is my first original piece.
If you have trouble reading about sexual harassment in the work place you might not want to read this part.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@
Brenna Munroe stepped off the plane and took a look around. Paradise even at the airport. Lush, green tropical trees and vegetation and a cool ocean breeze. So far it was everything her best friend, Robin Cantors, promised. Now to get her luggage and find out if the little cabin on the beach lived up to Robin’s promise as well.
As Brenna stepped out of the airport to catch a cab to the resort, she caught a glimpse of her reflection. Despite her tall, curves in all the right places frame, the fine porcelain skin of her face reflected a very tired, exhausted woman. Clearly, the last several months at work had taken their toll on the 33-year-old woman. She looked and felt about 60. Thankfully, her deep auburn hair wasn’t gray or she felt she would have looked 80. She silently wondered if her reflection would ever pretend to be in its mid-30’s again.
Once securely in her little cabin and all her items were put away, she went out on the beach with a book in nothing but her swimsuit. She took full advantage of the change in scenery to start trying to relax. Though she felt certain there would be no relaxing after all that happened at work.
“No!” she nearly screamed. She pushed the thoughts of work out of mind and focused on her book again. She was satisfied when she retired to bed for the evening. She had managed to get through the first day without worrying too much about work.
The next morning found her out on the beach with her book once more. This time she couldn’t stop her thoughts from going back to the last several months at work. All the sexual advances her short, fat, balding ex-boss, Peter Fitz, made.
To call the man ugly was an understatement. For the man to think he was God’s gift to women was beyond any description. Yet that was how he acted any time he tried to make an advance on Brenna and any of her other female co-workers.
That is until that day last week. The day that Peter made an advance on Brenna at the very moment the big boss, Corin Niven, happened to have entered Brenna’s work area. Corin heard every word of Peter’s not so subtle sexual advances.
“I know you want me, Bren, darling. I can see that C F M look in your eyes. Don’t deny it.” Peter ran his hand along the side of Brenna’s face. He failed to notice her wince as she smacked his hand away. He also failed to notice Corin watching.
“Can we please get back to this report?” Brenna tried to bring his attention back to the report in her hands. The one he claimed to have needed so urgently that it couldn’t wait until the morning. The one she was ready to smack him across the face with when he touched her.
Peter moved closer to Brenna and ran a hand along her thigh. She merely smacked his hand away. “Please stop.” She moved away from him.
That was all Corin needed to see and hear. He cleared his throat to announce his presence. Both Peter and Brenna were taken by surprise. Peter couldn’t believe he had just been caught putting the moves on Brenna.
Corin asked Peter into his office and twenty minutes later when they returned Peter was being escorted by security. He didn’t say good-bye to anyone. He just packed his things and left. There were rumors he had been told not to speak to anyone. Especially any of the women.
Brenna was shocked. She knew there had been complaints about Peter’s behavior. She knew it was being looked into. She didn’t know that she would be the one to get Peter fired. Not that she actually got him fired. He seemed to have done a good job of that on his own. After all, Peter was stupid enough to try to cop a feel in an open area.
Corin called Brenna into his office shortly before the end of the day. He noticed that she had quite a bit of unused leave time left for the year and suggested that maybe she might want to use some of it. Take a chance to get away from what happened and come back with a fresh mind.
The suggestion was followed by a rather lengthy apology and assurances that something like that would never happen again. Clearly, Corin was trying to cover the company’s collective butt. Brenna was just happy Peter was fired. No more putting up with his sexual advances. No more worrying when the next advance would occur. Brenna wouldn’t know what to do with herself.
Brenna finished out the week at work, consulted with Robin about a great vacation spot in what she stated was paradise, was taken to lunch by the other women in her department and was on her way to Robin’s paradise by Saturday morning.
It all happened so quickly now that she thought about it. In the space of twenty minutes her idiot boss with the overactive sex drive had been fired. Just like that.
“Just like that.” Brenna mumbled out loud to her book as she snapped it shut.