In to the lion's den

Sandra thought about trying to cover herself up before going in to her smarmy boss's office, but decided that she was catwoman and she was going to own it. She walked in to his office like she owned the company. Frank licked his lips and stripped her with his eyes, but it didn't phase her. She slowly turned around and closed the door, making sure that the lecherous man could get a good long look at her. When she turned back around his tongue was almost hanging out of his mouth.

Sandra got an idea and wondered if she could play the long game. "You wanted to see me sir?" With out being asked she took a seat in the chair beside his desk.

"Huh? Ahem. Yes. I have gotten reports that you are dressed inappropriately for the office environment."

Sandra thinks, "Bridgette must have reported reported me trying to get brownie points." Sandra gasps in mock shock, "I'm sorry. I thought I would come in as catwoman." She pushes out her chest and ignores his stare and opens her sheer top a little bit. "I know that it isn't completely accurate, but I didn't want to cause any issues at work."

Frank snaps his head up and looks at her. "I appreciate your attempts at keeping you costume work appropriate." He stands and walks around the to sit on it in front of her. Sandra leans forward looking up at his with doe eyes. Frank stares in to her cleavage, "Umm, I think that while your outfit is a little racy, it falls within company standards."

"Oh, I'm so happy to hear that. I was a little afraid that I would be sent home." She smiles as she notices that he has to shift slightly and that he had the beginning of a bulge in his pants. "Is there anything else about my costume sir?"

"Umm. No. Everything looks...perfect."

Sandra stands and touches Frank's arm. "Thank you for letting me know of your concerns. You caring for your employees means so much to me." She slowly leaves his office, knowing that he is watching her movement.