By Joseph Logsdon
Despite his homosexuality, Norman Fonda was attracted to his employer. She was a very attractive woman, so attractive that he could barely focus on his work. Using all of his strength, Norman attempted to fight his lustful thoughts. He was not only attracted to his employer, but he also fantasized about her warm, naked body. Regardless of his marriage to a wonderful man, Norman wanted to fuck her.
One afternoon, Norman entered his employer's office. Her perfume, though subtle, managed to capture his heart. In that moment, Norman realized that she was going to finally seduce him. Before he could say another word, she placed her hand on his delicate shoulder.
"Norman, how long have you been working for me?"
"To be perfectly honest, I don't know," he answered.
"Surely, you must know that you've worked here longer than anyone else?"
"Yeah, I knew that," he stuttered.
"Tell me, Norman, why are you so nervous?"
"It's my nature, I guess," he stated.
"Do I make you feel uncomfortable?"
"Mrs. Blake, I'm perfectly fine," he replied.
"Call me Lesley," she stated.
"I'm fine, Lesley," he stuttered.
"I didn't ask if you were fine, I asked if you were uncomfortable," she stated.
"Can I go back to my office?"
"I have work to do," he stated.
"Just this once, let it wait," she laughed.
"Why do you want to see me?"
"Come on, we both know the answer to that," she replied.
"What are you talking about?"
"You want to fuck me, don't you?"
"I'm married," he replied.
"Let's face it, you're not actually attracted to men, are you?"
"If I weren't attracted to them, why would I marry one?"
"Because you were confused, because you needed a friend, because the world is full of straight men who, despite their heterosexuality, experiment with other men. You, I believe, were one of those men. Now, do I paint a clear enough picture for you, or am I exaggerating?"
"You don't know anything about me," he stated.
"Just because I'm a woman, doesn't mean that I can't possibly know what it's like to experiment. When I was a teenager, I thought I was a lesbian, but, after years of experimenting, I realized it was only a passing quality. You, on the other hand, haven't realized that you're not meant to pursue men for the rest of your life. Sure, your husband is probably a good man, but ultimately, he doesn't satisfy you."
"Even if what you say is true, why are you pursuing me?"
"I love a good challenge," she stated.
"Listen, Lesley, I know you think that I'm a straight guy, but believe me, I'm not. Now, for the last time, can I go back to my office?"
"Your office is closed," she hissed.
"Lesley, whatever you do, don't touch me," he panted.
Without hesitation, Lesley placed her tongue inside Norman's mouth. Not knowing what to do, Norman remained motionless as she took advantage of him. Using her tongue as a weapon, Lesley licked his jawline, causing him to release a soft moan.
"I beg you, stop," he gasped.
"Not on your life," she replied.
Before he could say another word, Lesley kissed him. Unable to respond, Norman tried to resist her, but, after minutes of battling his lust, he finally realized that it was too late. Knowing that he had been defeated, Norman returned Lesley's advances. For the first time in his life, Norman had kissed a woman.
"So, how does it feel?"
"It feels wonderful," Norman answered.
"Good," she replied.
The following morning, Norman returned home. As he entered the house, Norman knew that he could no longer stay with his husband.
"We need to talk, Larry," Norman stated as he entered the kitchen.
"Where have you been all night?"
"I was out," he replied.
"What do you mean, out?"
"Believe it or not, people actually go places," Norman stated as he circled the kitchen.
"Norman, I'm worried about you," he replied.
"Why would you be worried about me?"
"Because you've been acting strange for weeks. Is something wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong," he answered.
"Why were you out so late, then?"
"Larry, I have something to tell you," he stated.
"What is it?"
"I'm in love with my boss," he answered.
"Why? Is he some kind of bodybuilder?"
"It's a woman," he answered.
"I'm in love with a woman," he stated.
"You can't be serious," he cried.
"I thought you should know," Norman stated.
"How long has this been going on?"
"It started last night."
"Get the fuck out," Larry exclaimed.
The following morning, Norman kissed Lesley as they quietly entered her office.
"So, did you tell him?"
"Yes," Norman answered.
"You did the right thing," she stated.
"It's a shame," he stated.
"Well, as you know, Larry is very rich," he stated.
"Did you marry him for his money?"
"I have to admit, his money was appealing," he stated.
"So, why are you upset?"
"I'll be lucky to get anything in the divorce settlement," he stated.
"Why do you have to get a divorce?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Never mind," she stated.
"What is it?"
"If Larry were to be killed, you would get his money, correct?"
"Where are you going with this?"
"Let's face it, we would both be happier if Larry were dead, correct?"
"Yeah, I guess," he stated.
"Would you be willing to do something terrible, something that, if done properly, could possibly bring us a tremendous amount of joy?"
"Do you want me to kill him?"
"Ultimately, you will have to decide that, not me," she answered.
"I don't know if I could actually do it," he whimpered.
"Come on, it's not like you'll be committing murder for the rest of your life. If you commit this one murder, I promise, everything will be as it should be. Now, are you in, or are you out?"
"Well, I hope God will forgive me," he stated.
"Trust me, God won't punish you," she laughed.
"Why is that?"
"He's dead, after all," she stated.
That night, Norman entered his apartment. Before he could even take another step, Larry entered the living room.
"What do you want, Norman?"
"I came to apologize," he answered.
"No matter what you say, I will always hate you," Larry stated.
"I'm not asking you to forgive me, I'm only asking you to understand," he stated.
"What am I supposed to understand, exactly?"
"I never meant to hurt you," he stated.
"It doesn't matter."
"What do you mean, it doesn't matter?"
"In the end, you cheated," he stated.
"I know, I'm sorry for that," Norman stated.
"It doesn't matter," he replied.
Norman tried to remove the gun from his pocket, but sadly, he didn't have the courage to go through with the murder. Before another word could be spoken, Larry pulled out a gun.
"Larry, what are you doing?"
"As long as we're making confessions, I have one to make myself," Larry stated.
"Larry, where did you get a gun?"
"Shut up, I'm doing the talking!"
"Why are you pointing that gun at me?"
"Like you, I'm also having an affair," he stated.
"I've been fucking her for weeks," Larry stated.
"Who is this woman?"
"Her name does not matter," Larry stated.
"Even if you are fucking a woman, that still doesn't explain why you would be threatening my life," Norman stated.
"This woman told me to kill you," Larry stated.
"Because it will make me stronger," Larry exclaimed.
"Larry, I beg you, don't do this," he cried.
"It's too late," Larry laughed.
Just as things started to look bad for Norman, Lesley walked into the room. Before Larry could pull the trigger, she calmly removed the gun from his hand.
"That's enough, you've proven yourself," she stated.
"What's going on?" Norman asked.
"You see, Norman, this was a test," she stated.
"What are you talking about?"
"All my life, I've wanted to turn a gay man straight, but, until a few months ago, I never had that opportunity. When I met you, I thought I had the chance to not only transform your sexuality, but to also turn you into a real man. In order to turn you into a real man, I would have to test your ability to kill someone. I thought you would pass the test, I guess I was wrong," she stated.
"How did Larry get involved?"
"Given the fact that you were only one man, I decided to test a second man. If you failed, there would always be a chance that the second man would succeed. I knew you had a husband, so I decided to test him."
"You wanted us to kill each other?"
"I wanted to see if you were willing to kill each other, that's all. Obviously, Larry is willing to kill, but you, on the other hand, are not willing to kill. That fact, more than any other fact, proves that you're a coward."
"This can't be happening," Norman cried.
"Lesley, do you really think I'm tough?" Larry asked.
"Believe me, if you weren't tough, I wouldn't be with you," she stated.
"So, if I'm not tough, then what am I?" Norman asked.
"You're a faggot," Lesley laughed.