Another dull day at the office, or is it?

Monday morning, Lexi arrives at the office and sits down at her cubicle, preparing herself for another boring day at work. She's dressed in the outfit Bella wanted her in, a black blouse, top three buttons sewn shut, baring so much cleavage her bright red bra is exposed. Not that it mattered much, as the blouse's material was so sheer it was completely see through. She was a bit surprised she hadn't been called to HR for wearing these outfits. The black skirt quite tight, hugging her curves, the rather scandalously high slit exposing bare thigh with each step, revealing her tattoo. And on her feet the black Louboutin Round Chick Altas completing the slutty-but-elegant look. Dressing this way was a constant reminder of Bella, as well as the fun little game that was going on. She wondered how much longer she'd have to wait until her pursuer found her, and who the heck he was.

While she worked at her desk, her left hand drifted down to her thigh, her fingertip running up and down the tattoo there. When she noticed herself doing it, she briefly looked at it and smiled. Ivy. Bella's favorite little whore. A thought that brought a smile to her painted, glossy lips. She found herself more and more associating with that persona. It felt good to be Ivy. Exciting, sexy, uninhibited. Being Lexi was by comparison boring. It wasn't that she hated herself or anything, it's just that she'd always played it safe, not taking any big risks, hesitant to try anything new. But now things were great, better than they'd ever been. She found that she truly loved being Ivy.

But for now she had to be Lexi, and she went about her day, carrying out these mundane tasks, just another cog in the machine that was this company, doing her little part to increase profits and keep the shareholders happy. The pay was good though, and the benefits were nice, but it all just seemed so absolutely pointless. She got up from her desk to give some files to her boss, a mid-level manager who was just as bored as the rest of the cogs, he just got paid slightly better. After putting the files on his desk, she turned to leave, inadvertently exposing a bit more thigh than she'd intended, and heard his voice, "Nice tattoo, ivy?" Lexi's hopes rose, she was looking forward to getting on with this little game. She looked back at him, smiling, "Yes, that's right. Ivy." Her boss looked up at her, "The artist did excellent work, but the flowers are the wrong color, they come in green, white and yellow, depending on the specific species, but never red." With that he smiles and starts looking over the file. He's not the one. Just a plant nerd.

She goes back to her desk, disappointed. Not that she had any particular interest in fucking her boss, or any other specific man, she just wanted to know her mystery pursuer was, to satisfy her curiosity. She continued on with her day, getting her work done, like everyone else in this building. At lunchtime, she got up from her cubicle and walked to the elevator. The only thing aside from the game keeping the boredom at bay was the added attention her attire garnered her. She enjoyed the admiring looks, the cautious flirtations. She got in the elevator and headed down to the ground floor, heading out to a nearby restaurant with a few of her co-workers to grab a quick bite, and engage in a little gossip. Something she used to look forward to, but now the gossip was as boring as the work.

After lunch it was back to work, and the day went by. She finished her work for the day after more than half the office had left, and went to the elevator. As she stood waiting, a voice came from behind, "Ivy?" She turned around and looked at who the voice belonged to, saw the look in his eyes, and knew she'd finally been found. "Yes, yes it is." She responded in a sultry tone and bit her bottom lip, knowing she'd be putting in some extra work tonight.