Air Conditioner, Matrix, Stenography Flash Fiction Friday #22

Thank you Casey for this one! The key words are getting harder, but it makes me write better, at least I think so! Check her out here and enjoy!

It was hot. Scorching out. She could feel her shirt sticking to her back. The air conditioner was out again in the small office, and her skin-flint boss refused to get a new one. Sitting at her desk, trying to look cool, calm and serene, she smiled as yet another person called into complain about something else.

Maybe she should have gone to stenography school, because all she was doing was taking notes anyway of every complaint that came through.

Tuning out the woman on the other line crying about her woes, she wished she was in the Matrix right now. She rather be plugged in and out instead of being in this office. Hell, unlike Neo’s character, she’d have taken the other pill. What color was it?

“Of course ma’am and I am sorry to hear that your dog is sick, but was there anything else I could help you with? No, ok, I will make sure to let the company CEO know of your displeasure. Thank you for calling, have a nice day.”

She disconnected the call and snatched off her head-set. She was tired of this bullshit job. Stretching until her muscles popped, she had a date with a hot bath and her Rabbit. Hell she deserve some self-loving after the week she had.

Her pussy tingled in anticipation of the session. Hell maybe she needed to forgo her toy and actually go out with her friends tonight. Maybe she could have the real thing.