How Office Romance Ruined My Life! (3)


When I became the branch manager of my bank, I started indulging in office romance. They were too many beautiful girls, trotting about the office in skimpy skirts that I just couldn’t resist flirting with them. Most of them even flirted openly with me and the bold ones asked me out on dates. I became an expert at office love and would flirt, cajole and intimidate any girl of my choice.

Luckily, for me, I got away with most of them.

When the banks were consolidated some years back and my bank merged with UBA, I became the assistant director of one of the zonal offices. I had a very tight job schedule but I still managed to have my office flings. My problems, however, started when Belinda was posted to my branch. She had just completed her NYSC and like me, she made a first class at University of Ife, the bank saw potentials in her and employed her. She was to work directly under my supervision; I was working on my Power Point presentation on my laptop one morning when I
heard a soft knock on my door. Excuse me sir, is this a bad time?" she queried as she peered into my office, I was captivated by her voice and looked up to see a very pretty face. No, come right in; she stepped in and my breathe caught in my throat. My throat had become dry as I stared at the mermaid standing right before me. She was just too beautiful to describe. My name is Belinda and I am one of the new recruits, I was introduced round the office by the HR last week but you were not around. I have heard so much about you and when I noticed you were around, I decided to meet you on my own; she said. I was listening half-heartedly to her; I just have never seen anyone that beautiful in my life.

It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Belinda. I said and we did a little bit of chit chat before she left. From that day, I dreamt, walked and breathed Belinda. I asked for her file and divulged every information about her, seeing her each morning became the highpoint of my day. I was obsessed with her but the problem was the best way for me to tell her about it.

Belinda was unlike every other girl in the bank, she was beautiful and friendly but at the same time, she was principled. She had this invincible wall which she used to block all forms of familiarity with any staff. She was always cool, poised and very official and more hardworking than all her female colleagues.

I knew all the guys in the bank had tried to date her but she rebuffed their attentions, some reason she was close to me. When I asked her, she confided in me that she felt very comfortable around me because we were the same alumnus and I was like a big brother to her. I reciprocated by showering her with gifts and money. After four months of playing big brother, I mustered the courage to tell Belinda how I felt about her. She blatantly refused to date me; she even expressed surprise that I could ask her to date me.

I know you didn’t expect this from me Belinda but it is how I feel and I can’t hide it. I begged her. Sir, can we please stop this conversation? she said and walked out. I tried every means possible to get her but she didn’t bulge, I started victimizing her. I complained at everything she did and made her look incompetent, I would give her wrong appraisal and generally frustrated her; when she couldn’t take it anymore.

Belinda walked up to me one afternoon and accepted to have a date with me. We fixed the venue and time, when we got there, Belinda was all smiles and happy.
She confessed how she had been admiring me and just wanted to be sure I was serious. Her attitude further encouraged me and I asked to make love to her, to my surprise Belinda accepted and insisted we went to her house as she said she enjoyed the comfort of her bed when making love. We did go to her house, we kissed and kissed and Belinda took her shower and asked me to do same. While I was bathing, I saw flashes of snapshots and ran out only to come face to face with Belinda and her boyfriend.

I started begging them after they showed me video flicks of our date together and our romance in her bedroom; I heard all the promises of promotions I had made to her if only she would be my girl. Dear readers, in spite of all my pleas, Belinda lodged a formal complaint of sexual harassment, intimidation against me, the bank investigated it, and my previous records and escapades in the office came to the fore.
The video and pictures that Belinda produced as evidence were the stroke that broke the camel’s back. I was forcefully retired from the bank and since then my life has been in shambles, things have become tough for me. My wife has left me with our children and I have become a laughing stock. Readers, read my story and learn from it!

…To Be continued…

She nodded and then looked at me with a mischievous look in her eye