Workplace Affairs Stories Novels & Stories

I didn't bother replying, not just because Aisha was here, but because what would I even say to that? Aisha continued, her tone turning more serious. "Look... I've heard things from the other employees who’ve been around longer. Terrible things about those Business Brothers or whatever they call themselves. Some of the much older employees say the three of them like to share the same woman. They fuck her, spoil her for a while, and then discard her when they get bored. Sometimes they even fire her afterward so there's no mess." I scoffed. "Come on, Aisha. Those are just gossips..."

The accompanying text dropped all pretense of vague speculation: The 50th-Floor Illusion: Intern Beverly Jones doesn't just ride in President Vance’s car—she lives in his house. The Executive Administration team is harboring a personal favorite. The narrative was explicit, calculated, and designed to ruin us both. To the thousands of employees reading the forum across the city, it was no longer just a story about a young intern getting a ride home after work. It was a full-blown corporate scandal—a story of an unearned position, a compromised executive suite, and a student living under the roof of the company’s supreme authority while holding a coveted desk on the top floor.

“I’m telling you, girls like that don’t apply for jobs. Their fathers make phone calls.” My fingers tightened around the paper cup. I had come to the coffee room because I was avoiding upstairs, avoiding his office, avoiding the man who had told me to leave while blood was still on his hand and pills were still scattered around his floor. I didn't even know if Adam was in today. I had told myself I didn't care. Then these two decided to make my breasts a workplace discussion. Bold, very bold. The first one stirred her drink slowly, leaning her hip against the counter, “she walks in with designer bags, no experience, and suddenly she’s working directly under Mr. Dalton?”

Mia had been working inside the mailroom for over a week and she hated the job… After leaving the spa her life has been completely turned upside down… Levi treated her as trash now and also threatening him with sex videos… Mia also started to work in the mailroom and she was tired… Every bone in her body seemed to hurt.. Charles was very hateful towards her and she knew this was all Asia doing… Mia started spreading rumors throughout the company and started to sell company secrets… She even spread the rumor that Asia was Max Long Mistress… The rumor was affecting both companies.. He scheduled a meeting with Mia and he planned to put an end to her drama.. To keep Asia from stressing her did n

"I wasn't going to give you details." Jay looked at me, and I looked back. "Okay. I was going to give you some details." "I knew it." "Not all the details." "No details." "You're weird about sex." "I'm not weird about sex." "You're being weird right now." "Because I don't particularly want to hear about Danny having sex with you." Something in his voice made me pause. Jay looked away. "He's my coworker," Jay added. "So am I." "Exactly. There are two coworkers in this story. That's twice as bad."

After all, this was her private matter. Now, she was glad that she did not tell them. After all, she had just said that she had a personal affair and would not come to work, and Stephen's group already started talking behind her back. If they knew that she did not come to work because she went for an abortion, they might start rumors about her instead. "Exactly." Sophie nodded and agreed with Sydney's words. Sydney pulled out her office chair and sat down, turning on the computer. "What's the schedule for today?"

Seeing Dominic prancing around the house shirtless, his cum gutters glinting in his sweatpants, messed with my head. I finger fucked myself, rubbed my clit and even bumped my pillows, but nothing seemed to cool my throbbing cunt. This morning though, I didn't idle around the house. I had a job interview. I applied online for a receptionist position in an office downtown. I didn't even think I would get a reply back, and was surprised to see an email requesting me to come today. I dressed corporately. Tight pencil skirt hugged my ample cheeks, and a white blouse strained across my huge melons.

She did not know how this news got out but it said that Maisie and the boss of their company, Tom Lowe, were having an affair with each other. It even said that to cheer Maisie up, Tom fired the employees of her department unfairly. After she clicked into the news report to read more of it, there were also a lot of obscenities and disgusting descriptions. The more Ava read it, the angrier she was. Then, she gave the phone back to Fiona and rushed back to the pantry. When Fiona and Kendra saw Ava in such a hurry, they followed her curiously. At this moment, Maisie came upstairs in another elevator. When she saw Fiona and Kendra following Ava so suspiciously, she quickly followed them too.

Everyone in Australia was aware of the conflict on the Internet. Even the office workers were discussing the matter regarding The Lodge at work. “Hey. Did you guys watch the news regarding Ryan and Freya’s affair this morning?” Once the question was raised, everyone in the office started to engage in the discussion. “Everyone knows! Even my 70-year-old grandma knows about it. Look at my dark circles. You can tell that I didn’t sleep last night because I was following the matter.” “It was even on the news this morning. My parents are following it as well.”

She stroked her flat belly and made a shushing motion. Fiona smiled and nodded, lowering her voice as she continued to berate me. "If you're smart, you'd get the hell out of here now. Don't wait until I call security to kick you out. If things blow up, your savings won't even cover the amount you have to pay to the company for disrupting the workplace!" I took a deep breath. So this was what was happening with the company, huh? Jonathan had only been out of the country for three months on a business expansion trip, but the company was already being run to the ground.