Chloe Addison, who is currently getting groped but can otherwise handle herself

Chloe’s heels clicked on the polished floor as she stepped into the elevator, her tight pencil skirt hugging her curves. She was joined by Raisa, her coworker, and Braco, the new intern. As the doors slid shut, Chloe turned to Raisa with a smile.

"I'm heading to meet with the mayor of Oakville today," Chloe said. "Hoping to close that big sale we've been working on."

"That's great!" Raisa replied, adjusting the strap of her light blue handbag, letting it fall into the crook of her elbow. The bag's bright hue provided a striking contrast against her crisp black ensemble. "And it’ll be huge for you, too. Get you some respect around here, am I right? I know you’ll knock it out of the park."

Behind them, Braco's eyes were glued to Chloe's shapely rear. He had been given a somewhat unorthodox task by his manager - to compare the feel of the female interns' butts versus the employees'. He figured now was as good a time as any to get on with his "assignment". As Chloe and Raisa chatted, Braco boldly reached out and grabbed a generous handful of Chloe's ass. Chloe tensed slightly but kept her composure, continuing the conversation. After all, he apparently had a reason, strange as it was. That didn’t stop her from shooting him a quick look though.

"Thanks, I've been preparing for weeks," Chloe said, her voice only wavering slightly as Braco kneaded and squeezed her buttocks. "I have a whole detailed presentation on our product line prepared."

Braco's hands roamed freely, groping and jiggling Chloe's ass. She shifted her weight, trying to stay focused on Raisa, trying not to be a bother to Braco - this was just part of his job, anyway.

"So, um, how's the Johnson account coming along?" Chloe asked as Braco lifted her skirt.

"It's going well," Raisa said, oblivious. "We should hit our targets this quarter."

Braco began lewdly pressing the fabric into the crack of her ass, probing at her puckered hole through the thin material. Chloe's eyes widened and she squirmed uncomfortably, but she didn't protest. She wasn't sure this was really necessary for his "research," but it wasn’t so far off the mark for her to make a fuss. She determinedly kept up her conversation with Raisa, who seemed oblivious to Braco's inappropriate fondling.

"That's great news," Chloe managed, her voice strained as Braco's fingers probed deeper.

Chloe felt like she was blushing but she didn't stop him as he hooked his fingers into the waistband, pulling the fabric taut against her ass crack. Raisa nodded along as she spoke. Braco pushed the thin fabric deeper, the cotton material disappearing between Chloe's ample cheeks as he essentially gave her a wedgie from behind, almost like he was trying to get a reaction from either woman.

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open.

"This is me," Chloe said, smoothing down her rumpled skirt and stepping out. "Wish me luck!"

She hurried off while adjusting her panties back, Braco's hands falling further into the distance as the doors closed behind her. "Good luck," he called out, making up for the probing.