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Subject: {ASSM} REPOST Bring Your Daughter To Work Week(1/4) f/F, humil.
Date: Mon, 25 Mar 2002 20:10:03 -0500
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Bring your daughter to work week (1 of 4)
by cowgirl




Petra's controlling mother drags her to work for a day, but seeing her
mother's social standing at work brings up
some disturbing feelings in the confused teen. 



_____________



" So what'd you think?" Mom not so much questioned as awaited my
report.

" It was....okay. If I knew what it was you actually, like, do! What's
the the point of all this dumb stuff? " my voice
horse with frustration. 

" This was just the first say dear. What I do isn't very interesting,
trust me! But....I mean, did you learn a lot
yesterday?" 

" uh....sure. I guess. I learned how small your office is, since that's
where we stayed all day. When's it over again? " I
added with with a carefully hidden defiance.

" This being Tuesday, I'd be impressed if you make it to Friday,
little miss impatient! Petra, this is an excellent peek
into a possible future for you. You're going to follow in your
mother's footsteps. Just think of all the exciting
professional challenges awaiting a girl like you when you graduate
high school. It's just around the corner you know.
" 

I wanted to explode, but smiled as my mom winked over at me from her
confining pantsuit as she sped us back home
after the first day of this torture known as "Bring Your Daughter To
Work Day". Mom had big plans for me.

I'd carefully hid my slagging grades and the ugly secret that I'd
never be the eager overachiever she was. I wasn't
like my mom, and I didn't know who I hated more, her or myself.

" Uh...Mom, why do so many women work at your office?" 

" The focus of the business is women's issues, so it's only fair to
over - balance out our company with the natural
imbalance created by most male dominated top heavy companies
proliferating the economy in today's..." Mom droned
on as I stared  at some dried bird poop on the window which was much
more exciting.

" Petra, did being around so many women bother you? How did it feel
seeing your mother ' in action?' ? Could you
perhaps see yourself working in some place like that someday? Maybe
even, along my side?"

" No, it didn't bother me. Everyone was really cool and stuff.. " 


I said, my tummy in knots as I slumped into in the car. It was Monday.
Would I make it to friday? As my mind raced
back over the day, I remembered what I'd never tell mother, how I was
totally self conscious cause they whole
office of mostly business women were all doting over me like I was
just so fucking cute.

But it's a lie. I know they were really all secretly, like, looking me
over and and thinking stuff about me. Judging me
probably. Thinking about my face. My hair. MY body, my little boobs
and my stupid butt and skinny ankles and my buck
teeth and all my ugly embarrassing little faults! Thinking about how
dorky I looked in what mom picked out for me to
wear, and I just *know* every last of one of them couldn't stop
staring at my stupid retainer and I hated them for
smirking at how embarrassing I looked tagging along behind my mother
like a baby duck and everything. What a
nightmare. 

As we pulled into the parking lot, I followed mom into her office,
which was a small little cubical, next to the
secretaries. I couldn't understand why mom didn't have a bigger office
the way she dressed up and such like some big
wig, - whatever! 

" Now remember Petra, stay right here in my office. I have a heavy
schedule today, and I might be able to squeeze
some time to show you around today, okay? But don't get into trouble
and just stay here and don't talk to anybody -
okay? Otherwise relax and just...enjoy yourself!" 

Mom soon disappeared, like she did yesterday, but I was bored silly
yesterday. Today I'd wander around.

I spent a few minutes rushing past some boring other girls I assumed
might also be daughters who looked even
dorkier than I, and dodged some ugly fat secretaries and found a spot
in the copy or mail room or whatever, with a
lot of paper supplies. I found a spot under a table where I could be
left alone when it happened.

I heard the sounds of breathing. I peeked from under some boxes and
spied a slightly pudgy but beautiful forty year
old mexican lady wearing a UPS uniform, sitting down. Her pants were
around her ankles and someone was also
crouched down at her feet. Someone in high heels. 

OHMIGOD - Another woman was....'doing' her, down there!  This was too
bizarre! I though today was gonna be a total
bust too! I sat up to see more, but paper boxes blocked my view. I sat
there enthralled as I watched the butch looking
UPS woman roughly stroke the hair of the woman below her who I
desperately tried to see more of.

Soon the UPS lady shook her body in little spasms as the lady in heels
clicked her heel on the floor in some nervous
tick or something! Maybe the woman on the floor was excited too, or
just working real hard. The UPS lady relaxed,
let out a sigh, then said " Okay Betty, go away." At which, 'Betty', a
red headed woman in her twenties hopped up and
scurried from the office, fixing her hair and wiping her lipstick with
a tissue.

I was more than excited by all this, as it didn't look like what I
thought sex was gonna me like. This was way more
impersonal and stuff. I guess the UPS lady and Betty were lovers, but
Betty didn't even look like she liked what she'd
done. She looked...

....embarrassed. She rushed right out, and the UPS lady didn't even
care. Just then I bumped into a box papers. Shit!

The UPS lady stood directly over me, looking down. 

" Well, what have we here? " 

I looked up at her with a small smile. 


_______

I expected the UPS lady to rat on me, but she was really cool! Her
name was Edith, and we sat together in the mail
room as she told me all about it. 

" Petra, here's the deal. There are some woman at this company that
aren't....well....

" Yeah...go on.." I said hungrily. 

" You sure somebody your age should be hearing this? How old ARE you?
" She narrowed her eyes at me.

" I know all about sex and stuff. I saw a special on TV about lesbians
too. I know all about it. No sweat. Tell me about
Betty...please,please?" I begged insanely excited by the secret that I
was about to be in on.

" Shhhh. Tell the world why-don't'ch-ya?" Edith said closing the mail
room door and locking it. She sat back down

" You can't tell anybody, okay? I could lose my job! Promise?
Okay...there's about....a dozen of 'em that work here.
They look like all the other office ladies and stuff, but they...well,
they do what Betty did. You *saw* what Betty
did, right? " 

" Yeah, I caught that part. Was she....like, licking your privates, you
know, down there?. "

" Well....that's a bit personal, but yeah, I guess you caught us.
Should've locked that door earlier huh?" Edith laughed.

" So your not lovers with her? " 

 " Hell no. Betty's married. Two kids! So are half the bottom girls
around her. They could hate sucking other people
off for all I know, but they do it just the same. " 

" Geee....don't you feel, like guilty? I mean, if Betty does like it and
all? "

" Hey, I don't' like driving a UPS truck. The cleaning lady who cleans
the up these office probably don't like it. You
like going to school, or coming here? " 

" ...no." 

" If it wasn't me, Betty's have her nose buried in someone else's
legs, believe me!  I bet she's having trouble
breathing right now! " Edith laughed. 

" Edith, that's terrible. " I giggled with her. 

" Not for who she's' workin' on. Betty's good, especially for a young
chick. I also like Carla and Lori. They work real
hard when you give them a time limit, or start chipping away at their
ego. "

 "...what do you mean, 'their ego' ? " 

" These woman suck pussy and cock because they truly believe their not
as important as the rest of the folks at the
company. Nobody sings up for that job, pussy sucker, right? You'd
wanna have your pussy sucked or let someone do it
you care about, which is normally what I do. " 

I couldn't believe this adult woman was talking to me like this. It
was unreal. If I hadn't seen Betty between her legs
I'd have though Edith was drunk, deranged or pulling my leg for fun!
Heck, maybe she was, but I didn't have the guts to
challenge her, plus it had me so excited, I wanted it to be true, as
unlikely as it was.

" What are you think, skinny girl, huh? " I was embarrassed she drew
attention to me, calling me 'skinny girl', but the
warmth in her voice made me feel kinda special and stuff. 

" I dunno...it's all so...." 

" ...hard to believe? "  She asked. 

I nodded, shyly.  

" Okay. Was for me too. How old are you again? " 

" 18. Well...I will be in may. " 

" You look more like 16 to me." 

" I'm old enough, and I'm no virgin. But I'm not, like, a slut either.
But I'm not some innocent little.....you know..."

" Okay, so you're a bad assed 17 year old yo yo who wants to she if
she can get her pussy sucked, right?"

" Edith, no waaaaayyyyy! Is that what you think? That I'm some
kinda...." I laughed nervously as my eyes sparkled
brightly at her brazen words. 

" Petra, all the woman who get their lower half orally pleased aren't
lesbians either, it's just a service the company
offers. The boss started a policy to see if certain women had low
enough self esteem and would actually be stupid
enough to do it..." 

" Here, follow me..." 

And with that, Edith, the mexican UPS lady unlocked the door and led
me down the hallways of the office as if the
whole world were normal, which it looked. Soon she had me in the lunch
area were a bunch of women were all eating.
She pointed to various ones, and her eyes told me which
ones...well.....'did it'.

I had to pick my jaw up off the floor. Many were quite pretty, and
there was Betty, who Edith waved at. I hid my face
in my hands I was so embarrassed, but Betty waved back with a sour
look.

Before I could stop her Edith grabbed my hand and dragged me over to
the table were Betty and two other woman who
also....'did it', were eating. They were alone, thankfully. 

" Hey Betty. This is my friend Petra. Her mom brought her in for
Mother Daughter day, isn't the nice?"

" I'm Carla Petra, nice to meet you! " the  red headed woman in a
trendy burgundy jacket and skirt smiled as she
reached over and shook my hand. 

" I'm Micky. Hello Petra, my that's a pretty name! " Micky said,
decked out in a blue business suit as she also waved
from across the table. 

Then Edith said in a low voice: 

" Petra is part of the 'family' now. " Edith smirked. 

All three woman's smiles went away. They all looked at me totally
differently, and I felt like, really embarrassed. I
wanted to apologize right then and there, but I was too ashamed to say
anything! Darn!!! Why did Edith have to say
that?

" What's your mother's name Petra? 

I don't think that's any of your business Micky. Don't tell her Petra.
" Edith said coldly.

The mood got really chilly all a sudden and I wanted to run away,
cause Micky looked real pissed off, but she broke
her gaze and looked at the floor, blood rushing to her face. Geee it
really sets off her blue suit', I stupidly thought to
myself. 

"Petra's kinda interested in experiencing.... *first hand* the kind of
perks our employees enjoy. She's far too shy and
polite a girl to request it herself, so I think I'd be a nice gesture
for one of you ladies to introduce Petra to the
personalized service yourselves, okay? " 

"Petra! Goodness -I've been looking for you everywhere!  " My mothers
voice called out, at the worst possible time!
Shit shit shit!!! 

Oh, I see your bothering half the office now. excuse me ladies, I'm
sorry she's being such a nuisance. " Mom said
dragging me away from the all before they could get a word in
edgewise.

I looked back horribly humiliated as Edith waved me good-bye with a
smirk. The other three refused to look up as my
mother forced me out to the car where she drove me home, furious! 

" Mother, how COULD you? You made me look like a fool?" 

" Petra, LISTEN TO ME  - there are some things your too young to
understand yet. This is why I asked you too stay in
my office!!! What were you talking about with those three anyway? " 

" Nothing mom, you butted in before - " 

" And the UPS girl, what's her name? What were you doing bothering
her?"

" I wasn't...she's my FRIEND mom, and she's the only one who even TALKED
to me today like I was a real person! So
just go....go....JUMP in the LAKE okay?" 

We rode home in silence as my mother bit her lip a lot and look
worriedly at me.

That nigh we ate dinner in silence. I could tell mom was freaked, and
probably because of this stuff with the women
who 'did' people. I knew she smelled I knew SOMETHING about it, but I
was afraid she'd never take me back if I told
her I DID know, and I wanted togo back now.  

I was hooked. 

That night, mom came into my bed room and tucked me in, which is
totally stupid, but I let her cause she was like,
totally stressed and stuff. Then she blew it and opened her mouth. 

" I'm sorry I blew up today. Petra, I don't want you hearing any of
this from a stranger. If your
curious....about...ANYTHING you see or hear....promise you'll come to me
first? Okay? "

" Sure mom." I lied. 

She kissed me and closed the door. I spent the night under the covers
seeing Micky, Clair and Betty's faces when
Edith said nasty thingy to them. I totally died, but I also was aching
to know....not to actually have them, like, DO it,
but just to see...you know....

if they would. It would be such a rush to see a woman from mom's work
on her knees with my own pants down. I
couldn't even imagine what Id say. Are you supposed to talk to them?
Is it rude not too? It would be so....gosh
darned embarrassing, Who would I pick? Micky seemed a little snotty.
Betty was too wimpy. Clair reminded me of
mom. Yuck. Micky seemed like the best choice, since she seemed
so...arrogent and stuff.

I wanted to pee I was so excited. I could WAIT for tomorrow,
...shoot.....Bring your Daughter to work day was gonna be
the best!!!!


End of part 1


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