Babygirl and the Mean Boss by Pepper Pace

happening.”
     
                  His response was just a slow grin.  Her heart ached.
     
                  Marty took her on a quick tour of the condo.  He had a state of the art home theater system a nd she wondered when did he ever find the time to enjoy the thing?  But it was his den that she was particularly interested in.  He had a computer.  She didn’t have one and going to the library to study and staying after class to research was a pain.
     
                  He had turned one of his spare bedrooms into a weight room and she understood now how he stayed so buff.
     
                  “There’s only one bathroom up stairs .”  He apologized.  “And I brought a few of your things.  I swear I didn’t go looking through your drawers—I just grabbed a few things.”
     
                  Nicole shook her head.  “That’s fine.  I could use my school books, though.  I know I’m behind on my school work.”
     
                  “I did pick up a backpack.  It ’ s in the den-” Nicole squealed and jumped up and down happily and then regretted it when her boobs swung loosely in Marty’s oversized shirt.  She pressed the sling against her chest and Marty pretended not to have noticed.
     
                  “Did you want to go back to the den and study?”
     
                  “No.  I don’t think I’d be able to absorb anything.”  They stood in the hallway silently.  “Are you going to the restaurant?”
     
                  “No.”  Marty must have noted the flash of concern across her face.  “I talked to Fred while you were resting.  No major problems.  He’ll call me on my cell if anything comes up.”
     
                  “I feel like I’m keeping you from work- ”
     
                  “Don’t be silly,”  h e said dismissively.  “Do you want to relax a bit, take a nap, watch a movie- ?”
     
                  “Watch a movie!”  She responded enthusiastically.  Then she flushed, embarrassed.  She didn’t have a television.  Yeah, she could have picked up a cheap one from Wal -M art but didn’t want to splurge on cable and really she didn’t have time for television.  But who could turn down an opportunity to watch a good movie on plasma screen with all the bells and whistles.  “You have a real nice home theater.”
     
                  Marty just smiled and gestured for her to follow him down the stairs.  “Pick out a movie.  I’m going to go pop us some popcorn.”
     
                  Nicole’s look of admiration was genuine.  “Big screen, home theater AND popcorn?  Man, I’ll never leave.”  Marty’s smile grew even wider.
     
                  Nicole examined the substantial movie collection and decided on the Sixth Sense.  It had been years since she’d seen that one.
     
                  He returned with iced tea and microwave popcorn.  “Good choice.”  He said when he put in the DVD.  Then he sat down on the couch next to her.  “Put up your feet if you want.”  He kicked off his shoes and got comfy.  After a moment she slipped of her own and did the same. 
     
                  Nicole had forgotten how spooky the movie could be and she caught herself jumping a couple of times.  Marty laughed at her and she hit him with a pillow , completely forgetting that this was the boss that she had recently considered an asshole.
     
                  “Double Feature?”  He suggested when the movie was over.
     
                  “Okay.”  She got up and scanned through his movie library again, stopping suddenly with a gasp.  “No you don’t!”
     
                  “No I don’t, what ?”  He asked.
     
                  “No you do NOT have THE PLAYERS CLUB sitting in