Find Vision's desk

Wanda found herself in a long office hallway that looked like it might stretch the full length of the building. It was empty due to the employees leaving the building to ascertain the situation in the parking lot, but they would eventually return, so she had to hurry. Dozens of doors lined the opposite wall, likely leading to various offices. And it was at this moment Wanda realized a horrible flaw in her plan.

"I don't know where Vis' office is," she said in a panicked tone. The bare beauty tightened her grip on her privates and started running down the hall the slapping of her feet against the cold tile floor echoing though the first floor. As she ran Wanda checked the nameplates on every door.

'Office 1-3'

'Office 1-4'

'Janitorial closet'

'Data storage'

She wasn't sure which was Vision's office. Ok, she knew he wasn't a janitor, but beyond that, she had no idea! Wanda couldn't just check every room in the building, so she instead sought some cover where she could come up with a plan her efforts eventually led her to the lobby, which was thankfully still empty.

Wanda knew she should probably have left. The lobby was empty now, but clearly, that wouldn't last. People would be coming back from the parking lot any minute now, and this was the last place the foreign beauty wanted to be when that happened. However, Wanda had an idea that might just help her find Vis' office, and unfortunately, it required her to keep going. With plenty of reservations, Wanda barreled forward into the lobby, heading straight for the front desk and diving behind it. The Sokovian housewife stuffed herself as far under the desk as she could go. Like one of her sons playing hide and seek.

After catching her breath and listening carefully to make sure no one was nearby, Wanda went to work. She began opening drawers and pulling out files. A receptionist was expected to know everything about the building she was in, so there must be at least some information on where the employees worked. After thumbing through a dozen files, Wanda finally found what she was looking for. The employee file for Vision Maximoff, her beloved husband, who according to his file worked on the 5th office of the third floor. Overjoyed Wanda was ready to head out. But of course, nothing is ever that easy.

"So have they figured out what set all the car alarms off?" A female voice asked.

"They're still trying to figure it out," another voice replied, "makes me glad I took the bus to work."

"You'd think with everyone running around outside, we'd get an extended brake."

"You'd think."

Wanda whimpered as she heard the sounds of the two women's heels getting closer. She crawled further under the desk and quickly hugged her legs to make herself seem as small as possible. She hoped the pair would quickly pass through the lobby, but again, nothing was that easy for the sexy housewife.

"Well, got to get back to it." The first female voice said. "See you later, Gwen. Enjoy the front desk."

"You know I won't," Gwen replied, pulling up her chair. "She you tonight, Mary. Drinks are on you."

Mary laughed as she headed for the elevator as Gwen sat down and started furiously typing. Completely ignorant of the naked Wanda beneath her desperately trying not to curse in frustration.