Artie Ziff nonchalantly let the eraser of his pencil bounce up and down while listening to the head boss talk to the interns about being a good employee, and how to become a bright individual with new ideas for the companies they work for. Typical for a Friday, this was nothing new to Artie; he was an intern and had to learn the basics of technology and computer sciences. He of course had already learned most of these things in the courses he took during his four years in college, but he knew that the boss was only teaching it because this was an internship.
Still though, it was better than working on spreadsheets all day and working with the new computers the company bought that always seemed to crash. Thank God he only had two more months to go, then he could finally graduate and get a real job. It was a good learning experience but oftentimes a real bore, he just wanted to finish college now, he was done with his studies and was now wasting time with this internship just to make sure he got a good job right away.
If it wasn't for Marge, he would actually stay with the company in Capitol City and get a good job opportunity once the internship was over. But Marge wanted to go back to Springfield after graduation, to be near family and to work for the community college there as an assistant professor. Sometimes Artie wished she wasn't so family oriented so he could go further out, but that was a girl for you, always wanting to be closer to family.
It was hard to imagine that he had been with her now for four years on Tuesday; time seemed to really fly by. For the first two years in college, they lived in separate dorms but always found the time to be together to study and talk things over. During their second year, Marge got a job at a nearby café as a waitress while Artie worked in the work study program helping the technology department with any issues they had. By the end of that second year, both decided it was time to get a place of their own and moved into an apartment together nearby. It was much quieter place and they usually had more time to be together. To Artie, he believed he could live there forever and be content, but unfortunately that was not meant to be, unless he wanted split with her and that was out of the question. He liked her too much.
Now that it has been four years since they were together, Artie wanted to celebrate the occasion as soon as he was done with work. They were going to a nice French restaurant downtown; he had already made reservations and knew that it would be a wonderful night, if only the stupid class would not drag on for so long. Artie let out a sigh and put down his pencil before rummaging through his coat pocket and pulled out a dark blue velvet box. Slowly he opened it to reveal a diamond ring sparkling up at him with wonderful radiance. Artie smiled; tonight he was finally going to propose.
"Nice ring," a voice next to him said.
It was Neal, another intern he worked with and one who looked just as bored as him. Artie only smiled back before whispering that he wanted to propose. Neal nodded in agreement before winking at him; he seemed to like the idea.
After a few moments of looking at his special ring, Artie quickly put it back into his pocket and continued to listen to the lecture. But not for long though, he kept drifting off into space, thinking about how to propose to her. He had practiced by himself many times while in the shower or on a slow day in the cubicle working on the spreadsheets. He hoped the best idea to propose would work, he had been with Marge for a long time now and it was time to stop beating around the bush. He knew she loved him back but there was always that one feeling in the pit of the stomach that said otherwise, of course he tried to ignore it and let his heart do the talking.
The hours continued to drag, and Artie kept finding himself looking down at his watch every five minutes or so. Of course the class would end two hours before the work day had ended so as soon as this was done, he still had two more hours left to go. What a drag this was. Of course he was not the only one who was bored out of their mind, Neal was now doodling on his scratch paper and two girls were giggling about something nearby. Today was definitely not the day for teaching, that was for darn sure.
Artie continued to stare around the room at all the interns and their lack of interest in learning, only one person seemed to be paying attention, but that was only because he was the brown noser of the bunch and already had a place in the company, no one cared about him and usually just ignored him. Artie then heard a woman clear her throat, not in the normal way either but in a way that said: "I'm over here, look at me." Artie turned to the direction of the sound and saw Olivia Winters sitting a few spots away, and she was eyeing him.
Artie knew Olivia well; actually most of the office did, mainly because of her reputation. Olivia had long blonde hair, a very thin body and a rear that everyone stared at as she made her way to and from the copy room. Of course it wasn't hard to miss; it swayed back and forth with the help of her mini skirt and long silky legs. The only thing missing on her was the busoms, but no one really cared, she was still sexy. Rumors were even spread around the office by the girls that she had her way with every guy in the internship, some of the guys said it was true, but most of them flat out denied it, it was their own business no one else's. Another rumor was that she was also a stripper in the bad part of town, no one had actually checked if this was true, mainly because no one really wanted to visit that part of town unless they were suicidal.
What was really strange though, and amazingly no one knew about it, was that Olivia really liked Artie. She was sometimes around him, but not enough to notice that there was something going on. Of course Artie tried to steer away from her, but Olivia was persistent and at the moment she was trying to get his attention.
Artie looked over at her; she was staring back at him, nibbling on the eraser of her pencil and giving him a sly smile. Artie smiled nervously back before looking back down at his notes, hoping that she would not bother him too much. He had been tempted way too many times with her and succeeded once in doing the unthinkable. He really did not want to do that again, he was so guilty for several days that Marge got worried about him. Luckily he never told her, but apparently once was not enough to Olivia. Olivia seemed to get his message though, he looked up at her again and she was now looking back down at her notes too and staying on task. Hopefully she would be like that the rest of the day.
The hours finally ticked by and everyone was ready to race out the door and finish the jobs they had started on all week. Nothing was due quite yet, but it was good to get things done early and not worry about last minute things. Artie tried to sneak out of the room undetected by Olivia but apparently he did not see her leave and she was waiting for him out in the hall with a big smile on her face. He looked around for a way to escape, but unfortunately most of the interns had dissipated and she would only follow if he tried to go the other way.
"Boring class wasn't it," Artie said nervously hoping she would walk away.
"Yeah it was, thank goodness you were there, the view gets so boring," Olivia said as she followed Artie toward his cubicle.
"Well I'm glad you enjoy my face, but now it is time for it to hide in our little dungeons. I got work to do," Artie replied as he tried to move faster for her to get the hint.
"Oh Artie, do you really want to work anymore than you have to today?" Olivia asked as she kept the pace with him.
"Yes I do, I want to get finished quickly so I can go out to dinner with Marge tonight," Artie replied. He hoped that mentioning Marge would get her to leave, it had worked the first few times, but now she just didn't seem to care that there was another lady in his life.
"Oh why would you want to go out with her, when you have someone like me?" Artie flinched as Olivia began to rub his shoulders, hoping to get him to stop what he was doing and pay attention to her. After a few seconds of wondering how he should get out of this, Artie knew he couldn't do a thing and just let her massage his shoulders. "Doesn't that feel nice?"
"It sure does, you have some amazing hands," Artie replied.
"And you as well, I could use them now myself," Olivia said as she stopped massaging her shoulders and turned around for Artie to go ahead and massage her.
Artie turned around as she was pushing her long blonde hair to the side to reveal her long gorgeous neck. She was wearing a sleeveless shirt so her shoulders stood out making it easy for Artie to go right ahead and massage her back. Olivia let out a small groan of satisfaction before finally turning around at the right moment for Artie to touch her on her chest. Artie looked down, surprised while Olivia stared back with a fake surprise before letting out a giggle.
"Mr. Ziff, I never knew you were that into me," Olivia giggled.
"Oh...um…well…actually that is to say…" Artie began as he tried to keep a straight face.
"Oh don't be so modest, come with me," Olivia said as she grabbed Artie by the hand and dragged him down the hall and out to the parking lot.
Olivia's car was in the far corner of the complex, under a shady tree and away from prying eyes. She always parked it here and every so often she would bring a man over to her car just to make things interesting while at work. Artie was no exception to this, it already happened once, and it looked like it was about to happen again. Olivia unlocked the door then opened the back door where she quickly jumped in and sat on the very end, waiting for Artie to join her.
"So you wanna do some work here this afternoon?" Olivia said with seduction in her voice.
Artie looked back at her, her legs were bare up to her thigh and one of her shoulder straps had now fallen down revealing a little more than what she was supposed to. It was amazing how no one in the intern department had said anything about her style, maybe it was because she found a way to have her way with them too. It was too much for Artie not to ignore and before he even had a second thought, he jumped right into the car and shut the door behind him.
For a moment he sat on the one side staring at Olivia as she stared back batting her eyelashes and waiting for him to advance. Of course Artie liked to wait a moment before making the move, he did it all the time with Marge and it always seemed to make the moment more fun and entertaining. Olivia let out a sigh and let her shoe fall off her foot before stretching it and rubbing her toe on Artie's shoulder. Artie smiled at her for a moment before he grabbed her foot and began to massage it. Olivia sighed with satisfaction before slumping a little further in the seat going a little closer to Artie to let him know it was time to go further.
"Oh Artie," Olivia said as she wiggled her finger at him to get him to come closer.
Artie grinned and loosened his tie before moving forward while Olivia sat back up and let him kiss her on the cheek before she pounced on him and tore off the tie and started loosening his belt. Artie only embraced her around the neck, letting her do her thing for a few moments. He was already starting to enjoy this little game of hooky until Olivia stopped what she was doing.
"Artie, take off your coat, it's going to chafe me," She said in a rather sexy voice.
"Oh right, yeah it's gonna get a little too hot in here if I don't," Artie replied as he took off his coat. As he did so, he tried to take it off quickly so as not to keep Olivia waiting, but of course since he was in a car, things were tight and he could barely maneuver enough with Olivia right there in front of him too. But as he did so, he tried to take it off with enough force to send the ring box flying out of his pocket and onto the front seat.
"What was that?" Olivia asked in a startled voice.
Artie did not say anything but jumped to the seat to figure out what had fallen out of his pocket. It was sitting on the middle of the seat, as clear as day, still closed though, but there nonetheless. Artie opened it for a second to make sure the ring really was in there, luckily it did not fall out somehow, it was still sitting there, shiny as ever.
"Oh and who is this for?" Olivia said with a grin as she quickly took the ring box out of Artie's hands.
"Olivia please, I paid a lot of money for that," Artie said nervously as he tried to grab the box out of her hands but it remained just out of her reach.
"Wow this is pretty, fourteen carats too," Olivia said as she eyed the ring and tried to take it out of the box. Artie quickly grabbed it out of her hands.
Artie held the box with the ring in his hand and stared at the ring for a long moment, realizing that what he was doing right now was not only wrong, but breaking something that he had wanted to do that evening. He could not believe he was being so stupid. It was just like that time with Olivia months ago; he had gone even further than what he had just done. Thank God the ring saved it.
"I uh…I have to go," Artie said as he jumped out of the car and slammed the door as Olivia tried to catch up to him.
"You'd rather give that ring to that girl," Olivia cried as she ran toward him after exiting the car.
"Yes I would Olivia, now please leave me alone," Artie said never taking his eyes away from the doors ahead of him.
"But you told me last time that I was yours, that one day we would be together forever! You made that promise Artie and you said you would stand by it even with Marge around," Olivia cried out angrily.
Artie stopped in his tracks and turned back at Olivia, annoyance in his eyes. "Well ideas change, and you need to as well, now go find some other poor defenseless bastard to hump." And without another glance he made his way back into the building leaving Olivia standing there nursing her pride.
"No matter what Artie Ziff, one day you will be mine."
The rest of the few hours Artie had left at work went on without a hitch and he was glad to finally leave it. He felt so dirty now and he wondered if he had time for a shower before going out to dinner with Marge, it was five in the afternoon and people would be flocking to the restaurant by now, maybe it was good to wait an extra hour before going out and just enjoying the night in a more quiet tone. As he drove down the road, he realized that he had left his tie in Olivia's car, hopefully Marge would not notice it was missing, if she did, he would just explain that he left it at work because it got really hot in the building. Yeah that was a good excuse.
It didn't take long to get back home, probably because his mind was filled with the thoughts of what he had done just a few hours ago. He could not believe he nearly had an affair with someone else on the same night he would propose to Marge. What a stupid thing to do, someone else could have seen him. And what about his hair, was it mussed up now. Artie looked at himself in the rearview mirror, there were a few curls sticking out here and there on his now descending afro, but nothing too noticeable, he could fix that up with a little gel and his special comb.
Finally he stepped out of the car and closed the door before standing there in front of the apartment complex wondering if Marge was still getting ready. But did he really deserve her right now after what he had done? Well he had been with her for four years now, and he only did what he did because his hormones were acting up. Hopefully it wouldn't happen again as long as he kept his hands in his pockets and kept Marge on his mind, he could do it. Finally he let out a heavy sigh and made his way to the apartment.
"Margie sweetheart! I'm home!" He called out happily.
But the living room was deserted, Marge was not sitting there waiting for him, everything was quiet. He could hear the hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen but nothing else. She had to be home though; he saw her car out front.
"Margie?" Artie called.
"I'm in the bedroom Artie," Marge finally called out.
Artie let out a smile and raced over to the bedroom with great excitement. A thought came to his mind that she was on the bed, dressed in her finest waiting for him to snuggle with her before dinner. The perfect thing to do while stalling for time, it sounded like fun, making love to the girl he loved after what he had done earlier. But as soon as he entered the room, he was startled to find Marge rummaging through her closet, not dressed in any formalwear but just a regular t-shirt and jeans, and a suitcase already half filled with her things sitting on the bed.
A/N: Yeah that's right, I got a little cliff hanger for you. Did Marge see what went on earlier? You won't know until later. Short chapter too I know but originally it was going to involve Artie doing the naughty with Olivia and then what is going to happen in the next chapter all in one chapter. But after writing the Olivia thing, I found it interesting so I expanded it into this. Took me longer too mainly because I've got a lot on my mind right now, it's hard to think about the fun things when you want to change something in your life. So if I suddenly don't update for a few weeks, I have a reason and don't worry I will return with more for you. Hopefully you won't have to wait too long for this next update.
Other than that I hope you enjoyed my second chapter involving making out, tried to make it PG-13 again, I really don't want to send this story to the M section. And don't worry I won't do this kind of thing again for a while so everyone's eyes are safe again. Other than that please review and have a great day.