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May. 20th, 2018 05:42 pmTakeo Takeshi couldn't help but stand out all his life. At six-foot six inches, he was visible absolutely everywhere. At the very least, that meant everyone knew who he was. It also gave him a sense of dominance over others. Perhaps that was why after only a few years of working for the company as a salaryman he had secured himself a top managerial position.
Power had gone to his head, though. There had been a few cases he couldn't keep his hands to himself and had played around with the office ladies. Why shouldn't he? They enjoyed the attention, for the most part, and if they didn't, they knew better than to say otherwise. But apparently someone had registered a complaint high enough he got a little warning from the higher-ups: stop doing it during business hours.
It was friday night and the office was having a little drinking party afterward. As the head of the department, he was naturally picking up everyone's tab. He knew therefore he'd be granted a bit of leeway in what he did. He had his eye on one girl in particular... cute little Erika-chan. She hadn't even been an OL for a year. She was young, fresh-faced, and short. Short was an understatement. Next to Takeo, she stood about even to his mid-torso, if that. At least her heels probably gave her an advantage.
Moreover, he knew the office politics enough to know that the other OLs couldn't stand her. Not because she had any personality problem, but... well, simple jealousy. She was young, beautiful, cute, and the older OLs couldn't handle it. That suited him fine... it meant no one would be intervening to save her.
Half-way through the party, when everyone was on their second or third rounds of beer, sake, or whatever, Takeo got himself a spot right next to Erika, giving her a pleasant smile. His coat was off and his tie loosened.
"Oh, Erika-chan, how are you feeling? Thanks for the hard work you've been putting in recently."
He sat down close enough his long legs were touching hers. It couldn't be helped. Even if he wasn't trying to invade her space, he had no where else to go with his wide stance. More than that, he was interested in seeing how loosened up she had gotten... he might need to help her with that, like the humanitarian he was.
Power had gone to his head, though. There had been a few cases he couldn't keep his hands to himself and had played around with the office ladies. Why shouldn't he? They enjoyed the attention, for the most part, and if they didn't, they knew better than to say otherwise. But apparently someone had registered a complaint high enough he got a little warning from the higher-ups: stop doing it during business hours.
It was friday night and the office was having a little drinking party afterward. As the head of the department, he was naturally picking up everyone's tab. He knew therefore he'd be granted a bit of leeway in what he did. He had his eye on one girl in particular... cute little Erika-chan. She hadn't even been an OL for a year. She was young, fresh-faced, and short. Short was an understatement. Next to Takeo, she stood about even to his mid-torso, if that. At least her heels probably gave her an advantage.
Moreover, he knew the office politics enough to know that the other OLs couldn't stand her. Not because she had any personality problem, but... well, simple jealousy. She was young, beautiful, cute, and the older OLs couldn't handle it. That suited him fine... it meant no one would be intervening to save her.
Half-way through the party, when everyone was on their second or third rounds of beer, sake, or whatever, Takeo got himself a spot right next to Erika, giving her a pleasant smile. His coat was off and his tie loosened.
"Oh, Erika-chan, how are you feeling? Thanks for the hard work you've been putting in recently."
He sat down close enough his long legs were touching hers. It couldn't be helped. Even if he wasn't trying to invade her space, he had no where else to go with his wide stance. More than that, he was interested in seeing how loosened up she had gotten... he might need to help her with that, like the humanitarian he was.
