 Title: Corinne's Tale The rain fell steadily in a miserable gray downpour. The day had been one soggy mess. And it wasn't just the rain. Corinne sat in her office chair scowling out the window watching as water sluiced down the glass obscuring the view. Not that she cared about the view right now. It had been one more tension filled, holding her breath, right up to the deadline day. Corinne was the team leader of her group at the advertising agency and was constantly watching over progress on all their projects. If anything came in late or displeased a client she was smart enough to know where the buck would stop. She stood up sighing, pulling her tailored burgundy jacket into place. Though she was only 5'4" her demeanor and bearing made her appear much taller and more stately. She had lovely, wavy, auburn hair currently pulled back in a clip, and clear green eyes. Truly she had no idea of how attractive she really was. And away from work she could allow her sense of humor and gentler side to show, so Corinne never lacked for male companionship. However, she never stayed in any relationship for long. There was always something....missing. Without realizing it her relationships always slipped into a mode where she was the one making all the decisions, taking care of all the details. It was just like being back at work. A deep, secret part of her always longed for a strong, secure man. A man who would occasionally take control and lift the pressure from her shoulders. Corinne often wondered what it would be like to let someone else be the "boss" for a change. What would it be like to have someone say no and mean it? She leaned her forehead on the window and closed her eyes. It would be heavenly. A slow smile spread across her face. If any of the men on her team knew what she was thinking they would die of shock. All of them had felt her sarcastic tongue slice to ribbons. They were well aware of her responses to shoddy work or missed deadlines. And while she knew they respected her abilities and appreciated how highly regarded their team was, she was also aware of a few of the names they used behind her back. After more than a few stormy meetings she had marched back to her office, shut the door, leaned back against it and let tears slide down her face. They had all worked so hard to get where they were, couldn't they see she was just trying to keep their standards high? She was afraid of showing her softer side and though she always praised success, Corinne knew that "she dragon" was one of the nicer titles she bore. She began to gather up the work she was taking home for the evening. Her group's presentation had been very well received and she had very little to do tonight. As she set her office to rights she wished she were going home to two strong arms that would hold her, stroke her hair, and let her pour out the story of her day. And as her fantasy deepened she moved into the most secret part of her soul, the part she shared with no one. Not just a strong man, not just one who would say no, but a man who would not put up with her attitude and would put her over his knee if her behavior warranted it. The thought made her stomach clench and she caught her breath sharply. She did not understand this part of herself. She had never been spanked in her life and was sure she wouldn't like. But, oh, how she longed for it. It was the most erotic fantasy she had, and it took her a moment to get her breathing back under control. God, I'm weird, she thought ruefully. She shrugged on her trench coat, grabbed her umbrella, briefcase, and black shoulder bag and headed out of the office. It was 5:30 and the place was fairly empty but she got and returned a few good nights and see you tomorrows. She also smiled weakly as she passed her supervisor's office and heard a hearty, "Great work today Taylor". He always called her Taylor never Corinne. Her conflicting thoughts and images of the man she wanted continued to tumble around in her mind as she rode down in the elevator. She stared glumly out the lobby door. "Just great, still pouring". There was another rumble of thunder in the distance. Getting a cab was going to be a miserable experience. Usually Corinne walked to the train station and took the train to her home in the 'burbs, but today she decided getting soaked just wasn't in the game plan. She stepped out, opened her umbrella under the canopy and walked gingerly to the curb searching for a cab. When the fourth one passed obviously occupied she could feel her impatience rising. And then it happened. She stepped closer to the curb to signal the next cab but not only did he not stop but he hit the puddle next to the curb totally soaking Corinne. "Hey you jerk", she sputtered furiously. Her hair was wet, her pantyhose were soaked almost to her knees and her burgundy shoes were now black with wet slime from the puddle. "What an ass", she muttered angrily as she stepped up to signal again. Corinne saw a cab in the distance and began waving her hand frantically. Relief spread through her as the care slowed down and pulled up carefully to the curb. The back door swung open and a friendly voice said, "Nasty day isn't it?". Without even looking at the owner of the voice, Corinne plopped down angrily on the back seat and barked out, "Well its about time, I have never seen a ruder more inconsiderate group than cab drivers." It was then that she looked up and saw the shocked expression on the driver's face. She felt a small stab of embarrassment. "Never mind", she said with a touch less animosity. "Just get me home", she looked at his picture and license, "Joe". She gave him the address and sat back fuming. What a day! ~Valorie Mall |
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