Fringe Benefits

FRINGE
BENEFITS

(An April Fools For Love story)

S.L. Carpenter

Copyright 2015 S.L. Carpenter

Cover Art by S.L. Carpenter

(Previously released elsewhere as “Slippery When Wet”, this story has been extensively re-edited and revised for this edition.)

Dedication

This story is dedicated to everyone who has supported my odd sense of humor over the years. The editors who had to make me sound less mental, the readers who read and laughed at my stories and mainly my family and friends who
have to deal with me on a daily basis.

- - -

Negotiating fringe benefits can be a lot of fun…

Linda sat frozen while Steve massaged her shoulders. His fingers tore at her tense muscles like rigid shards of glass. His voice cut through her. “I can’t wait for this trip. I reserved adjoining rooms.”

Stacy walked up. Seeing the distress in Linda’s eyes she asked, “Hey, what’s going on? You all packed, Linda?”

Steve walked away, pulling his hands from her shoulders and Linda sighed deeply, her eyes closed tight and the tension obvious.

“If that bastard tries anything I’ll rip his dick off and feed it to my hamsters. He just gives me the creeps. Thanks for coming on this trip, Stacy. I’d hate to have to be alone with him longer than necessary.”

“No problem. Hey, I needed a break from work anyway. You want me to castrate him in his sleep for you?” Stacy winked at Linda. Stacy didn’t care for Steve and he hated her. Stacy was a little firecracker of a woman and Linda loved her “no bullshit” attitude.

After Linda’s promotion to manager, Steve became her supervisor. Linda busted her ass to get where she was and dealt with his growing harassment instead of causing waves. She knew she shouldn’t, but figured she could handle it.

It was the end of March, and Linda, Stacy and Steve were going to Los Angeles to lay the groundwork for a merger with a firm in Northern California. It was a great opportunity for her and no fat-ass prick was going to mess it up. Even though these meetings were going to run over April Fool’s day, she wasn’t going to fall for some idiot’s bad joke just so he could get a quick feel or a peek at her naked body.

- - -

The car ride was uncomfortable for Linda. Stacy drove and she rode shotgun, looking out the passenger window, but Steve sat on the edge of the back seat, sticking his head between the headrests and trying to look down her top. Thank God it was only a two-hour drive. It was warm out and the traffic sucked as usual.

“Stacy look…muscle beaches.” Wiggling her eyebrows, she winked at her. “I love San Diego.” Linda blew kisses out the window while wiping drool off her mouth.
They can’t see me but who cares
.

“I hope this merger goes through smoothly.”

Steve piped in, “Yeah, hopefully I’ll have you ladies working under me again…if you know what I mean.”

Stacy and Linda looked at each other, rolling their eyes. “Whatever,” they said in unison as Linda turned up the radio. The new Santana song played and she closed her eyes, trying to relax in the traffic.

A glaring flash made Linda squint then open her eyes, she saw a kid smashing his face against another car’s window, sticking his tongue out. “Eww, that kid’s
gross
.” She laughed and poked Stacy, “Hey check this out!”

She pushed her nose up, and pulled the corners of her mouth back, baring her teeth. Then she wagged her tongue to the side and snorted back at the kid. The little boy clapped and waved at her.

The three of them laughed at Linda finding her inner child.

- - -

Getting out of the car they stretched and bent to loosen the tension in their muscles from the long drive. Stacy walked to Linda’s side of the car and rubbed her rear end. “Damn my ass hurts, I hate driving!”

The hotel clerk brought out a cart for the luggage. “I’ll take care of those bags for you ladies,” he said, loading the cart. He stared at Stacy while she rubbed her ass. “Need any help?” he joked.

Linda and Stacy looked at each other. “
Yes
!”

As they stood watching the clerk bending over and loading the cart, Stacy whispered “Hmm, he’s got a cute butt.”

Then Steve blocked their line of sight. He had dragged his bag around the car and pushed the bellboy aside. Probably making sure he wasn’t upstaged by some kid, but ending up fumbling with the bags while trying to be manly.

Rolling their eyes, they both shared the same thought,
what a loser
.

“You two get the stuff out of the car, I’ll get the keys,” Stacy yelled while Linda stood outside, taking in the scenery and breathing in the smog. She looked over to the hotel entrance and saw Stacy straightening her pants and adjusting her cleavage.

Steve and Linda walked in through the lobby doorway to see Stacy leaning over the counter, smiling and chatting to the clerk. Linda walked over to help get things straightened out and get to her room.

“Everything’s taken care of,” Stacy said as she handed Linda and Steve their keys and the three of them walked toward the elevator. Stacy glanced back and winked at the cute young clerk who blushed and seemed very happy.

Keys in hand they headed for the sixth floor. Stacy’s room was first off the elevator, and Linda’s right next door.

Steve read his room key. “804? Hey, what’s the deal?” he shouted, “I’m supposed to be here between you two ladies.”

Stacy winked at Linda. “Well the hotel is booked. You’ll have to take that room. Where is it?”

Steve showed her, “It’s two floors up”. He slumped down the hall toward the elevator. “Damn hotel messed up my plans”, he mumbled.

“I guess ten bucks and a flash of my tits goes a long way.” Stacy smiled.

“You’re terrible,” Linda joked, pinching Stacy on the arm.

“Ouch, well, it was worth it. The king asshole isn’t here with us and that clerk was
cute
.”

Linda grinned at Stacy and opened the door to her room. “I’m gonna go hop in the pool, want to meet me there?”

“Sure give me about twenty minutes.”

- - -

Linda got ready quickly and looked out her window to the pool. Stacy wasn’t in the there yet. Walking by the full-length mirror on the closet door, she pushed her breasts up and tugged her suit out of her butt.
Damn thing always rides up my ass
.

Impatient to hit the pool, she decided to grab her towel and go into the hallway and wait. A few minutes passed and she decided to just go wait for her there. She tapped on Stacy’s door and noticed it slightly open so she walked in. “Hey Stacy? You…
oh my God!
”

First staring in shock, then squinting in horror, Linda got a full eyeful of her boss’ ass as he tried to pull his swimsuit up. He turned when she walked in, giving her a view of his cock. Well…his penis. A cock is at least average in length and width. He didn’t have a cock.

“What the
fuck
are you doing?” Steve yelled, trying to hide himself.

Upset, she asked, “Why are you changing here? Last thing I remember was you heading upstairs …What the hell are you doing here naked?”

“I called down and Stacy said you were going swimming and my small bag got mixed up with her luggage. She just left. I was going to join you two swimming. Shit, I’ll just meet you girls later for dinner.”

Steve grabbed at his clothes on the floor, trying to pick them up.

I heard shrinkage happened after you got in the water
, she thought, not daring to say it aloud. A nauseating churn oozed through Linda’s body after seeing Steve turn back around, bending over to pick up his clothes. He looked like a baboon with the hairy ass and his balls peeking out between his legs.

Euuuuuuwwwwwwww
…Linda scurried down the hall to the elevator.

Linda waited for the elevator on her floor and rested against the wall in her cover-up. It was a very hot day and she needed a relaxing dip in the pool. Swimming helped ease away the tension and frustration of management meetings with the work and dealing with Steve.

She was an assistant manager on the advertising team. Everyone else seemed to be so worried about kissing ass that they lost focus on the client’s needs and became engulfed in the need to impress. She hoped that the merger they were working on would open some room at the top. She’d like to advance out of her mundane daily routine and leave the middle of the rat race behind.

She stood in the elevator as it stopped on the fourth floor. The doors opened and a bunch of suited men stepped into the elevator. They were gawking and drooling all over themselves while she stood there praying for the first floor. The men fiddled with themselves and looked like computer geeks. Their cologne even smelled bad.

Finally she reached the first floor and walked out. What a bunch of pecker-heads, she thought as they turned the opposite way in the lobby.

Since it was late in the afternoon, the pool area looked deserted. Most people were starting to eat dinner or just getting back to the hotel from their day’s business. As Linda glanced around the pool, she saw a couple in the hot tub drinking wine. It was Stacy and that cute hotel clerk. She winked and waved to Stacy.
Well I guess she’ll be busy tonight.

She set her towel down and took off her cover up and let it fall. She walked to the pool’s edge and dipped her toe in. She glanced at her reflection and saw a slender woman with shoulder length, dirty blonde hair and who filled out a swimsuit well but not like a typical, big-breasted blonde. She was all of five foot five inches tall and had some nice curves.

Never shy, she kicked off her flip-flops and smiled as she jumped off the edge of the pool and did a cannonball into the water. It rated about a seven as cannonballs go. She came up and Stacy and her guy clapped and laughed. Linda giggled, wiping the water off her face, taking a deserved bow in the pool. A little embarrassed but totally refreshed, she slowly glided through the water.

She swam as smoothly as a mermaid. Though the others didn’t know it, Linda was a water princess. Water made her feel sexy and alive.

As a child she swam every chance she got. High school was where she realized her gift and backstroked her way into a scholarship to college. She lost her virginity in the high school pool after taking the State title. Robbie had been on the water polo team and really knew how to move in water. He scored a couple times that night. Winning made her feel so hot, she needed to feel that way again. She needed to get laid.

Relaxed and soothed, she swam over to the side of the pool. As she went to climb out, she saw a man stretched out on a pool chair. He was either sleeping or passed out because he was completely still and his eyes were closed. His shirt was unbuttoned and opened with his tank top drenched with water from her splash. His shorts were wet too and his hand was in his lap holding a beer. He mumbled, then moved a little, dropping his bottle of beer. It crashed on the towel beside his chair and splashed his leg.

Linda looked instinctively at his crotch and saw the button on his shorts undone and his zipper halfway down. Noticing the lack of underwear she saw the tip of his cock peeking out the top of the shorts. She quickly looked away but was drawn to look again. She raised an eyebrow and gasped, and felt warmth flood her pussy into the water between her legs.

She looked over toward Stacy and saw her still flirting with the cute clerk in the hot tub.

Gulping, she composed herself and swam to the pool-steps and got out of the water. She grabbed a few towels and dried her hair, slowly walking by the man to her chair. She gazed at the handsome face that desperately needed a shave. His chest was broad, and curly black hair peeked above the top of his tank. She couldn’t help herself. She looked again to his shorts and his clearly swelling erection. She leaned over to dry her legs and saw his swollen cock a little clearer. The large, smooth, pinkish tip poked out from the opening of his baggy shorts, making Linda’s mouth water. For some reason she felt hungry. Maybe a nice Polish sausage or foot-long hotdog would be good.

Linda was transfixed. She didn’t realize she was staring, her nipples hard, or the fact that he’d woken up and was watching her gawking at him.

“My name is Richard by the way, but you can call me Dick if you’d like.” He smiled and fixed his shorts. He groaned, scratching his short black hair and rubbing his scalp.

Linda’s face turned a bright shade of red. She lowered her head and water dripped down her burning face.

“Sorry, I…uhh. I was just looking at your…umm, tan. Yes that’s it, your tan,” she said and couldn’t help but giggle like a schoolgirl. She leaned sideways to squeeze the water out of her hair. Her bathing suit accentuated her body.