A Man's Place

I couldn’t believe my luck, a raise! Finally, after working three years in this stinking company as Marketing Manager, and I finally get a raise. Okay, granted, it took for the company to be bought out, have a number of people sacked, and to squirm like mad to do it, but I got there! 5000 quid a year raise, geez, finally!

I needed this raise, and to hang on to the job. My wife, Marian, had finished her studies, also in marketing, and not been able to find work. It looked like I’d be supporting her for the rest of my life, but why not, she deserved it, poor girl; she shouldn’t need to work, I’d do anything for her, anything.

“Mr Wyatt; Miss Sloan would like to see you in her office, immediately.” It was Miss Sloan’s secretary on the phone. Miss Sloan was the newly appointed CEO of the company. People said she was mad and a tyrant. Well, I was about to find out. I’d met her before, briefly, to be told I was keeping my job and that I would get a raise, “and, you’d better be worth it!!” She finished by saying.

Most of the male employees had been sacked, strangely enough; he was one of about four that were kept.

“Ah, Michael dear, shut the door, take a seat.” She said on my arrival. She was very sexy for her age. Oh, don’t get me wrong, she was only about 40, but some women tended to sag a bit by then, she didn’t, else she had plastic surgery. “I haven’t really had much chance to get to know you yet, I only saw you those brief minutes last week. I am led to believe that you are the best worker in this firm. I can happily say that after reviewing your past and present work, you truly are very good. Keep it up.”

“Thank you Miss Sloan. That’s very kind of you.”

“I know it is dear. By the way, call me Erica.”

“Fine, Erica.” A simple smile from her as she stood up from her chair and walked to her personal bar. She poured two whiskeys and carried one over to me.