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JON
It was just a little strange to be getting dressed for work out of the wrong side of my closet. Three quarters of my closet was nothing but suits and business wear. A very small section of the massive walk-in closet was devoted to my athletic wear and things like jeans and T-shirts. I pulled on a pair of shorts, an athletic shirt that would dry quickly after getting wet, and a hoodie.
I grabbed my bag with what I would need for the water portion of the Office Olympics. I loved surfing. I didn’t do it enough. I knew I posed no real threat to some of the more skilled surfers. But it was about having fun. I wasn’t planning on doing the surfing event, but just in case my team decided I was going in, I needed to be ready. The idea was that everyone participated. I was the boss, but I wasn’t going to run the show.
I headed for the beach and the gazebo area I had reserved for today’s events. The catering company I had hired to provide food for breakfast and lunch was already there setting up. A DJ was also setting up. We had to have music to pump everyone up. I carried the scoreboard down to the beach area and set it up near the volleyball net.
Macy and a few others arrived shortly after. They availed themselves of some of the fruit offerings, along with coffee.
“Ready to go down?” I teased Macy.
She smirked. “I think someone is just a little too confident. My team and I have a strategy. We are absolutely going to win.”
She was probably right. It was hard to stay focused when she was wearing tight yoga pants with a little top. The matching jacket was unzipped, showing off her full cleavage and her midriff. I was supposed to have my head in the game. It wasn’t. I was thinking about dragging her ass into the bathroom and having a quickie.
I was smiling, something that felt strange. I realized then I smiled but not like I was smiling now. My smile now was very big and real. It hurt my face it was so big. A legit ear-to-ear grin.
“Keep smiling,” Macy said. “When we walk away with the trophy, I don’t think you’re going to be smiling so much.”
“I bet you I will,” I replied.
I walked away to greet the rest of the staff that made their way into the gazebo. Everyone got their breakfast and drink of choice while the DJ kept the music low enough for people to enjoy a conversation.
When it looked like everyone had their fill and were ready to get started, I took the mic from the DJ and made the announcement it was time to compete. Macy’s little merry band of cheerleaders held up the posters and cheered on the six players standing barefoot and ready in the sand. I was a little surprised Macy was out there. I was expecting her to be on the cheer squad. Turned out, I knew very little about my girl. She had dumped the jacket and was poised and ready to volley the ball over the net.
I had been voted to serve the ball first. It was a bit of a surprise to see just how damn good Macy was. Her athleticism shone through, but it was her ability to encourage her team to kick ass that really impressed me. She was a positive influence. She offered some very light corrective criticism when someone got discouraged after missing a hit. They didn’t miss the next one.
To my disappointment, Team Blue won the match. “Fifteen minutes!” I called out.
Everyone once again returned to the gazebo to get hydrated. I found my way over to Macy. “So why do I get the feeling you set me up?” I joked.
“Oh, did I forget to mention that my high school volleyball team went to state three years in a row?” she said, grinning. “Oh, and we won my senior year.”
“Scandalous,” I said. “If I would have known we had a professional, I probably would have chosen a different game.”
“Hmm, maybe that’s part of our strategy,” she teased. “Do you know what kind of athletes work for you?”
“Why do I have a feeling you’re going to tell me I have a professional surfer on staff?” I groaned.
“Semi-pro,” she corrected.
“Shit.”
“I hear Vegas is nice this time of year,” she said, laughing. “Thanks for the A-team. Better luck next time.”
“It’s not over yet,” I reminded her. “I’m not exactly a novice.”
“At what?”
She asked the question with a glint in her eye. She was teasing me. The question was full of innuendo.
“Many things,’ I replied. “But I was talking about surfing. Don’t tell me you surf too?”
“I guess you’re going to have to wait and see,” she said with a wink and walked away.
Again, I was intrigued. I wanted to see what else I didn’t know about her. I took the mic back from the DJ. “Everyone, can I have your attention please?”
I loved seeing their smiling faces. This was exactly what my people needed.
