Not So Average World - Chapter 21 (Patreon)

Chapter 21

Who is she? Who´s Henrietta Braxton? Jason wondered as he kept working. He was still learning how to use his new tools, how to use the computer´s new features. All in order to get his job done to perfection.

Well, the closest he could to it. He knows he must give his everything, that he must make sure to get things done in time, efficiently, and on the best was possible.

But he wondered, was there something else? This training, could there be something behind it?

He really hates to think this way, as he reads, as he goes over each block of information, Jason can´t help but to wonder, what´s the main purpose of this?

She explained him that this was all a basic training, the weirdest part, at least to him, was that he was asked to provide feedback; if necessary. This was odd, feedback? From him? Most women, women of her position, don´t even acknowledge men like him in the room. But she wants feedback?

This got him thinking, she´s sweet. But what if this was all a lie for him to keep his guard down?

He´s seen the news, read some articles. Some women lure the man with kindness, the promise that they are sweet, and then, boom! They are hers. And hers alone…

Of course, this doesn´t apply for every woman. However, Mrs. Braxton is suspicious.

He went on, reading, trying to read between lines. Could this be a way to educate him to give into her?

Could there be some sort of hidden message, some sort of trap. Could the colors form a hypnotic pattern? Or, could there be a brainwashing video somewhere? This was, of course, all up his head.

It was just a training, nothing more. But he wanted to keep an eye on it. And, of course, an eye on her.

“Ok, lunch time!” she announced.

Jason just locked his computer as the boss announced the time for the break, the lunch break.

Mrs. Braxton seems so aware of break times. He knows she likes her job, it´s not like she´s looking for an excuse to stop working. She works hard, all of the time. Although, she knows that it´s better to have a break, than to overwork and just burn your brains out. You only have to be efficient, not work all day.

They usually, or at least over the last few days, have been having lunch together. Jason does miss his lunches at the cafeteria, with Lindsay, but he´ll catch up with her later on.

Now, as she pulls out her big meal, he´s looking for his, looking, and looking and… why wasn´t it there?

“Oh no…” he forgot his lunch. And he knows exactly where, it´s right at the kitchen´s counter-top. How dumb he feels.

“What´s the matter, honey?” Asked Mrs. Braxton.

“Oh, I… it´s nothing, I just… might´ve forgotten my lunch…” he said, looking up at the amazon sitting on her desk.

“Might´ve? Or did you?” No speculating around her.

“I… I did. I forgot my lunch at my place…” he admitted.

“Aww, you poor thing, would you like to share? I can give you some of mine.” She offered.

What? The boss giving him lunch? This was so odd. Plus, it doesn´t feel right. “I don´t… I don´t mean to bother, you know, I can get down to the cafeteria and… and order something.” He explained, trying not to take food from her.

“Ugh, food from the cafeteria? Honey, that doesn´t taste good. Trust me, you´ll like my food better!” she explained, reaching for one of her food containers, and then looking for a fork.

“I don´t… I really shouldn´t…” he started.

“No, no. If you want to do your best, then you must eat properly. A healthy diet´s good for the brain. Now, take this…” she said, bending a little and handing over a part of her meal.

“I…” he started, looking at her large hand and the food she offered, he can´t deny it smells nice.

“Take it, I insist.” She added.

“Are you sure?” he asked, even if this wouldn’t be the first time she´s given him food.

“Honey, you´ll be doing me a favor. I´ve been meaning to diet for so long. Office´s aren´t good for your waist, you know? Besides, I still have plenty!” She wasn´t lying. She had a full course meal.

A container had pasta with cheese. Another one had greens. Other one had some rice. And there were two with chicken. She just handed the smallest one to him. Oh, and she also has dessert in another one. She had a meal of several hundredth calories, at least over two-thousand. And she was just handing him a piece of it. Chicken breast, a full chicken breast.

Mrs. Braxton wasn´t lying with what she said, but it´s not like she´s fat. Her body is simply thicker. Legs that look like tree trunks in all of their sensuous glory. An ass that could squash him, and hips so wide she wouldn´t be able to make it through his house´s door. And, on top, her breasts were enormous. Titanic!

She was curvaceous, not fat. The big, fleshy curves every woman her age has. But that doesn´t mean she´s unhealthy. She´s simply bigger, as all mature women are.

“I… thank you.” He said.

“You´re welcome, honey. I hope you like it, I´ve prepared it myself.” She said.

The truth is, Jason was starving, he wouldn´t have minded going to the cafeteria, but if she insisted. He didn´t want to make her upset.

He grabbed the fork, which was much larger than he was used to, and cut a piece. The smell was amazing, the aroma, so delicious. The texture of the chicken was right, so tender, easy to grab. He guided the fork to his mouth, took the chicken in, and began to chew.

It was juicy, tender, warm and so delicious.

“Mmmm…” he said, it was a delight.

“You liked it?” she asked.

Jason swallowed and said: “Yes! It´s delicious!” just like her cookies, Mrs. Braxton is a skillful woman.

“Here, try this…” she said as she took a bit of pasta and drove it to him with a fork.

She bent, with the fork in hand, and her other hand beneath, so that none of the food fell to the floor while he approached.

Jason doubted for a second, was she actually hoping that he… reaches for that? With his mouth? Was she actually trying to feed him herself? Her eyes, her tender eyes revealed her good intentions. He couldn´t let her down.

Jason simply approached and allowed her to feed him. It was so odd, she was the boss and… this doesn´t feel like something regular.

“You liked it?” she asked as he chewed.

The pasta was so creamy, and the cheese, so tasty. “Mhmm…” he nodded.

“Ok, now, how about some greens?” she said as she, once again, reached for some more food with her fork.

Now, he was eating the greens she prepared. Broccoli, carrot and green peas, all in a single fork. He liked the taste, but he was starting to get worried, was she actually going to feed him like this?

“I´m glad you liked it. If you want more, just let me know, ok?” she really adored it when she wanted to share and people liked her food.

“Sure, I will.” But he won´t. He´ll just eat the chicken breast, and that´s it. But not because he didn´t like her food, but because he doesn´t want to bother. Plus, he doesn´t want her to feed him that way… it gives him second thoughts.

“I wished we could eat together, and that you didn´t have to be all the way down at your desk.” She said. “But your chair´s too small for my desk, and your desk´s way to low for me. Maybe some other day.” She said.

“Sure thing!” he added.

“I mean, unless you´d want to sit on my lap…” she added.

Jason froze. She fed him the food, and now to sit on her lap? That was WAY off limits! A very unusual invitation. He just looked at her as his cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

“Haha, I´m just kidding! You turned so red!” she snickered.

“Oh, hehe…” he faked a little laugh, part of it was relief. He wasn´t aware that big ladies liked to tease so much with their jokes. Was that the reason why he was there?

He hasn´t been doing anything yet. Basically, he´s been sitting at his desk while he´s learning. Or was he “learning”? What if he was just there so that she could get some entertainment? To laugh at him as she makes those not-so-nice comments.

First, the breast milk, now, lap-sitting. What´s next? She just wants to ridicule him! If this is the reason why she´s promoted him to be her assistant, then he´s not interested!

But he must remember one thing, she saved him the other day. If she was just a woman who laughs at men´s expenses, then she would´ve let that happen. And crack in laughter as the other amazons beat him up.

Mrs. Braxton doesn´t seem to be that kind of woman. Sure, she teased him, but maybe that´s just what it is. A casual tease, only intended to get a small laugh. Which is still offensive to him, but he can take it.

Maybe this is just making fun of the new guy.

Still, he should keep an eye on her. She´s sweet, but what if it´s the kind of sweetness that disguises something else?

He´ll keep an eye open. They might be alone at her office, but this is still the same building where he´s been working. He feels kind of sheltered over here. There shouldn´t be anything to worry…

“Oh!” she said, calling for his attention for a moment, “I almost forgot, we need to go to a business trip next week.” She announced.

“Business… trip?” he asked. Uh oh…

“Yes, I need to be at a conference, and since you´re my assistant, you need to be there too. You´ll like it, I promise!” she sounds so cheerful as she says it. But he´s not that happy.

A trip? With her? Who else was going? Could it be that… it´ll be just the two of them? This doesn´t sound good…