1. Kate leaves work after a completely normal day—but then something happens! Dun dun DUN!


    Date: 1/20/2015, Categories: MF] (Pretend), Non-consent, Author: PossiblyInept, Rating: 1, Source: reddit

    So, this is the first part of an erotica I'm working on. It's about (pretend) non-consent. It's still rough around the edges, so any critiques would be welcome. Thanks!“Finished with that proposal yet, Kate?”Kate started, spinning about in her desk chair to face the unexpected voice. Catching sight of Sam, she breathed a sigh of relief.“I thought you were the boss for a second!” she hissed.“Yeah, I’m pretty proud of my boss voice,” Sam said with a smirk, to which Kate rolled her eyes in response.“You know it’s ten past five?” Sam continued, motioning to his watch as he leaned against the gray fabric of her cubicle. “You’ve technically been off work for ten minutes now. Don’t you have places to be? Even you must have plans on a Friday night!”“Oh—erm, no. Nothing special tonight,” Kate replied as she shifted uneasily in her chair.“In that case, some of us are going to get a drink at Rhino’s. Want to come?”“Sorry, Sam. I can’t tonight. I’ve really got to finish this proposal before I leave. I told Susan that I’d email it to her by five—and you know how she is with deadlines.”“Screw Susan,” said Sam. “Come on, it’s just one night. People talk, you know. Some people are saying that you might be,” he glanced around apprehensively, “lame.”Kate grinned. “Oh, notlame! Say it isn’t so!”“It’s true,” Sam replied with the solemnity of a birthday party. “I know you’re cool, but that’s only because we work next to each other every day. How will everyone else get to know you if you never go ...
    out with us?”“Maybe next time, Sam,” she said before turning back to the brisk white of her computer screen. “Now, I really do have to finish this up.”“Okay, but you’re missing out. See you on Monday!”“Yeah, have a good weekend!”Kate sighed in relief as she heard him retreat down the hall. She spent a few more minutes attempting work, typing out strings of words into the text document, only to delete them seconds later.She couldn’t focus. She hadn’t been able to focus all day. In fact, she had only managed to write the first couple pages of the proposal that was due—she glanced at the time—fifteen minutes ago.“Oh, fuck it. Susan can wait until Monday,” Kate murmured, resigning herself to distraction.At precisely five-twenty, she shut down her computer, gathered her things, and stood up on her chair to peek over the top of her cubicle. The whole office was empty, barring the janitors who had started vacuuming the far side of the office.And they’ll be here for hours before leaving, she assured herself.Kate stepped down from the chair, fetched her purse, and made her way to the elevator. She passed countless rows of identical cubicles, peeking down each one to check for stragglers. Thankfully, there were none. If there was one thing she could count on at her new job, it was that it became a ghost office at five sharp.Every step closer to the elevator caused her heart to beat faster. Pressing the button caused butterflies. The silver doors opened, and she stalled to reconsider.Am ...
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