AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Chapter One
“Perfect. Perfect. Perfect.”
Lorelei Johnson inhaled the heady profusion of aromas. There wasn’t just one signature scent. Oh no. She splurged on all the scents. Lavender bath salts. An apricot bath bomb. Rose petals. Vanilla candles. The bouquet of fragrances was unusual, but she liked it.
She waded her fingers through the silky water in the tub, then adjusted the temperature, making it a little hotter.
She deserved this indulgence. Not because she did something amazing like earned herself a promotion and a raise, but she deserved this because she had been her usual self and that meant she had left behind a series of blunders in her wake.
As the accountant of a small office furniture manufacturer, one of those blunders settling in her dust for the week was this: Paying the electricity bill to the plumber, which, as the accountant of a small office furniture manufacturer was expressly her job. But worse than that, she had broken the coffee machine.
Nothing garnered her more loathing looks than breaking the coffee machine in an office full of people who relied on said beverage for various reasons ranging from needing to stay awake, to not killing anyone or just to procrastinate.
The whole thing started spraying coffee everywhere then it just died. No more coffee.
Paisley and Mayim had told her it was all right while they gritted their teeth; it could have happened to anyone they had said... almost begrudgingly.
Roberta had given her death stares every chance she could.
Harvey had called her a big klutz and sulked the whole day long. Of course, out of everyone in the office, only Lorelei was the one capable of breaking a perfectly good operating piece of equipment, he added.
Yes, he’d brought up the printer debacle from last year but that hadn’t been her fault at all. She had however taken the blame to spare a very pregnant Barbara, a sales rep, from the office wrath.
Mr. Ramirez, her boss, had told her she would be buying a new coffee machine; the money would be coming out of her wage.
She would have enough left over to add a small bar of chocolate to her daily meals of noodles until her next paycheck to make up for being the most despised employee of the week.
But hey she was a glass-half-full kind of girl. In her line of business, which was the business of falling over things, sometimes just thin air and breaking things without even trying, she had to have a positive outlook. She needed to maintain that outlook or her life would look very bleak.
Most twenty-four-year-olds were out on dates, or dancing the night away on a Friday night, with their pretty long hair set in curly waves and expertly applied makeup, and amazing fashion sense.
But Lorelei was the sad minority whose pin-straight hair curled for nothing and no one, her fashion sense was a little nonexistent, purposefully so, and equipped with two left feet, that simultaneously eliminated dancing and dates.
But again, her trait was to make something positive out of everything. Sure it was a Friday night, and she shouldn’t be home, but she had a bubble bath supreme lined up, a nice bottle of wine, a box of chocolates, and a... toy.
A toy she had taken close to five months to finally work up the courage to buy from an online store, and that only after she had called in six times, changing her voice each time to make sure she hadn’t been misled the other five times when they said their packages were delivered in unmarked delivery vans and unmarked packages. They understood their ‘clients’ need for privacy.
She had shut her eyes and finally sent the single item in her shopping cart down to check out and had eyed her door like a hawk three days later when the package was due to arrive. She hadn’t even lifted her head when she signed for the delivery, she had been too red-faced. It arrived yesterday and today seemed like a perfectly good day to try it out.
The sex toy, known simply as The Min didn’t make sense to her because while Min was an Egyptian god who held his erect phallus in his right hand and a flail in his left hand, this toy was merely an egg-shaped head attached with a tail of sorts. So their mythology was a bit off because The Min would have worked perfectly fine for a dildo.
