Chase after her

The moment you snap out of your petrified state you quickly toss Diane off of you to the side and run to your pile of clothes on the floor. You dress as quickly as you can, still buttoning up your shirt as you run down the stairs bare foot. Just as you reach the car park, you see Meg running to her car. Just as she's reaching for her car door you grab her by the wrist and stop her.

She turns and stares at you with tears in her baby blue eyes. Meg was a young girl, just 18 when she first started at your company a year ago. She had an innocent look about her, not much in the way of curves, possessing a petite ass and small breasts. You knew about the crush she'd had on you since she first started of course, but you had never seen her as more than your receptionist, most likely due to how young and innocent she looked.

She looks at you with a quivering lip, clearly shocked after what she just witnessed.

"Meg wait, I think I owe you an explanation."

She nods frantically, clearly agreeing with this notion.

"You know that it's been a busy time in the office for everyone. And, well, Diane just kind of... offered... to help the guys let off a little steam."

She stares at you in disbelief, still silent as a stone.

"Look I'm sorry you had to see that, you were never meant to. Please, just tell me you'll keep this to yourself. Most of the guys up there have partners, it would ruin them if word about this got out." You continue.

"I don't care about the other guys up there." She blurts out. "I care about you!" She says, to your surprise.

"I've always had a crush on you. Even though you were with that ditzy bimbo Tracy, the daughter of the woman up there! But I figured that wouldn't last and eventually we would be together like I always dreamed. But now I don't know anymore after what I saw up there. You're a pig, just like the rest of them!"

You see now the reality of the situation. Before you stands a naive teenager who had developed an infatuation, an obsession, with you. Perhaps you could use this to your advantage.

"I see, I'm sorry this has made you feel this way. Maybe I can give you some time off, to help you clear your head. Paid of course. Maybe 4 weeks?"

She looks back at you, seeming to calm down a little now after her previous outburst.

"8 weeks." She replies back bluntly.

"Done, 8 weeks paid vacation it is." You say, rubbing her shoulders a little to try and relax her.

With Meg a little calmer now, she slowly lowers herself into her car and takes a seat at the wheel.

"Why don't I go grab your bag for you?" You offer.

Meg nods in response.

You hastily run back upstairs and grab her bag from behind her desk before heading back down. As you go to hand Meg her bag through her car window, she pulls you in by the shirt and kisses you on the lips. You don't react and allow it to continue until she releases you.

"I just had to know." She says, before starting her car to drive off.

Certainly not how you expected that to go, but you can't help but feel a little pride at how the situation turned out. Getting HR to clear that leave would be another struggle, but you knew with Todd's support it would be doable.