A Friendly Trap

You watched the still-stunning Latina MILF from a distance, the corner of your mouth curling up. Her long brown hair gleamed softly under the café lights, and her fitted business skirt hugged her plump ass, swaying gently as she laughed. She had no clue about the storm heading her way, still sharing the joy of her promotion with her coworker. You rolled the contract into a tube and tapped it against your palm, then said to Marcus beside you, “Let’s go. Time to teach this future manager a lesson.

You crossed the lobby, your leather shoes clicking crisply on the marble floor. Susan seemed to sense someone approaching and turned around, a flicker of confusion in her big brown eyes. You flashed a professional smile. “Miss Susan, I presume?”

Susan froze for a second, her gaze darting between you and Marcus. “Who are you guys?” she asked warily. The young coworker beside her, Caroline, also frowned, her hand already reaching for the phone in her pocket, ready to call security.

You shot Marcus a look. He got the message instantly and stepped sideways, blocking Caroline’s path. In his gruff but surprisingly polite tone, he said, “Ma’am, relax. We’re just here for a private word with Ms. Susan.

Meanwhile, you put on a face of warm recognition, spreading your arms as if greeting an old friend. “Susan! Don’t you remember me? We’re old pals, long time no see~” As you spoke, you naturally closed in on her. Before she could react, you were already at her ear. You caught the faint scent of citrus perfume mixed with a hint of nervous sweat. Lowering your voice to a gentle but firm whisper, you said, “I’m from the loan company. I heard you’re about to get promoted—congrats. We don’t want to cause a scene and embarrass you here, so we’re giving you a chance to save face. How about we talk back at our office?”

Susan’s body stiffened noticeably. Her lashes fluttered; you could almost hear the gears turning frantically in her head. After a beat, she took a deep breath and forced out a smile. Turning to Caroline, she said, “It’s fine, Caroline. He’s a friend—I just didn’t recognize him for a second. I’ll step out with him for a bit. You head back to work.”

Caroline still looked skeptical. She glanced at you, then back at Susan, and finally said with concern, “Susan, if you run into any trouble, call me right away.

Susan nodded and patted Caroline’s shoulder to reassure her. Then she turned to you, the smile gone, replaced by a strained anxiety. She said quietly, “Let’s go. Get this over with so I can get back to work.”

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Back at your loan company, the office was filled with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting striped shadows across the mahogany desk. Jessica had already touched up her makeup and changed into a crisper navy blouse—though the top two buttons were still undone, revealing a hint of lace. When she saw you walk in with Susan, a knowing look flashed in her eyes. She immediately swayed over, took your jacket, and cooed, “Welcome back, Boss~ Coffee’s ready. Shall I pour a cup for you and your… guest?”