Helen's favor

"Before we go, can I ask you something? Have you talked to Amber about your favor?"

"Lady's secret."

"No, tell me. I wanna know. Either you tell me or I'll ask her."

"No I didn't." Helen +3SP (+25SP)

"Wait what? Why then..."

"Why what?" she was getting suspicious. "I'll explain everything in the stall, and so will you, okay?"

She gave me a very stern look. "A-Alright, Helen."

In the stall, she said: "Well, it's my favor, so you start. Why did you ask about Amber?"

I was panicking, looking for a good answer to not make her suspicious, but then I noticed the simplest solution: "W-Well after we hooked up, she still encouraged Donna to go after me and I feared that maybe..."

"I'm a lesbian, I wouldn't do that, James. Don't get cocky, boy."

"Not my intention, but what about the favor you wanted then? Why are we here?"

"Simple, I need to see your dick, and maybe touch it."

"W-What? What for? Didn't you literally just say you're a lesbian?"

"Yeah I did." She pulled out a dildo from her handbag and unzipped my pants, leaving my soft and still short penis exposed.

"Get it hard."

"Uh, how?"

"I dunno, ask Amber for a pic?"

"She's working right now, I assume." I can't let Helen see how Amber looks right now anyway.

"Fine, you'll have to do with these then." Helen unearthed the breasts she had hidden in her casual red dress. My dick was slowly getting erect, but it was slowed down by the utter shock of my mind at what had happened.

"Helen, are you sure you want to do this? I'm very confused by everything right now."

"Don't worry about that, and yes I do want this."

Having cleared up nothing of what I wanted to know, she held the dildo next to my now-erect penis, which was bigger. It seems as though she took special note of the slight curve of my dick, too. Then, she squeezed my shaft and later my tip, while scrolling through her phone, looking up something.

As Helen grew ever more fixated on her phone, I ask again: "Helen, what are you doing?"

"I... I need a new dildo."

"And how did this help?"

"... I... It didn't feel good enough, okay? I'm looking for a more realistic one, I hope it'll satisfy me better." Helen +10SP (+35SP)

"I... see. Sorry for asking, but I was just kind of curious." After a while, as Helen was still going through her phone, I asked her: "You're probably more experienced than me, but have you ever thought about switching methods? A strap-on or scissoring should probably be able to satisfy you very differently and maybe you just need that?"

"Unlike some other heroes around the office I don't have a gal to test this out with...", she said with a wink, although she wasn't very cheerful about it.

"You mean to tell me that you're single? With that ass and those breasts? All while being a charming woman?"

"Thanks, but there just aren't a lot of singles in my age range available, you know?"

"Bummer. Are we done, by the way?"

"Sure, you can go. No talking about this, of course."

"No worries."

I left the stall and washed my hands, as Gloria entered.

"Oh, hi James. Sorry for asking you here, but are you free this afternoon? I could really use your help."

"Sure, I should have time for you. Just the same as let week?"

"Yeah exactly, thanks."

"I'll wait outside for you." I hope this gave Helen some time to escape. It also allowed me to avoid Christine for the afternoon. About five minutes later, Gloria leads me to her and Floria's office, and we quickly get into the same rhythm as last week, occasionally talking as we make our way through the pile of comments.

We finish about ten minutes before 5PM. "Thank you so much for your help, James. Are you holding up okay? Reading these comments all day long can be... exhausting, it is for me, at least. If you want, we can grab a drink together."

I wasn't sure what to make of this. I don't drink, but I don't really wanna refuse either. Gloria is a nice woman that I get along with, and if I can't have Klara, well then she's definitely the one I want to get to know the most. I'll try for a hail Mary. "I'll go for **** free versions, if you don't mind."

"Oh, driving home?"

"Uhh, not really, but also not super stoked to come home drunk, you know? You've heard of GRC, right?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, they have a sex scandal, right?"

"Yeah, my father owns the company and I'm a caretaker while he's being investigated. Before I go home I might have to answer some mail and everything."

"It's alright. I'm not a heavy drinker either, just enough to make me think of other things."

There came the text message I had been waiting for all day.

Jane: 'James, here's the list of all tenants we could identify that lived there while the cameras were installed, including what happened to them.' Attached was a scan of a document from the investigation report, I didn't bother reading it but it looked right.

James: 'Thanks, Jane, I appreciate it.'

I forwarded it to the company lawyers and asked them to look into what compensation seems appropriate. Time for Gloria again.