Jake explores Abbie's boundaries in her office

It probably goes without saying that after Jake first experienced Abbie's willingness to cheerfully honor any request presented to her, he couldn't stop fantasizing about her. He had never even thought about asking her out on a date, let alone getting a blowjob from her in the office one day, and now here he was, unable to shake her from his mind.

After that first night, Jake went home, his mental state a whirlwind of psychological and emotional chaos. Maybe this was all a dream? Maybe she was into him? Maybe it was a prank?

As Jake pretended to work, Dave leaned over from his cubicle. "So, any, um, new stories to tell?" he whispered, his eyes darting towards Abbie's office door.

Jake felt his face flush. "No, nothing new," he mumbled, trying to focus on his screen.

Erica snorted from her desk. "Oh please, Jake. You've been staring at her door all morning like a lovesick puppy. Spill it already."

Jake sighed, turning to face his coworkers. "I told you everything that happened," he lied. He hadn't told them about the actual blowjob, only the conversation that he and Abbie had. "Look, there's nothing to spill. It's just ... weird, okay?"

"Weird how?" Dave pressed, his brow furrowed in confusion. "I mean, Abbie's always so ... proper. It's hard to imagine her agreeing to anything remotely ... otherwise."

Erica rolled her eyes. "That's because she didn't, Dave. Jake's just spinning tales to make his crush seem more interesting."

"I am not!" Jake protested, a little too loudly. He lowered his voice. "Look, I know it sounds crazy, but I swear it's true. She really did agree to ... you know."

"To a blowjob?" Erica said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Sure, Jake. And I'm the Queen of England."

Dave looked thoughtful. "I don't know, Erica. Jake's not usually one to make stuff up. But Abbie? I just can't picture her agreeing to something like that. She's so ... nice and innocent."

"Exactly," Erica chimed in. "Which is why this whole story is ridiculous. Jake's just got it bad for her and is trying to make her seem more exciting than she really is."

Jake felt his frustration rising. "Look, I'm telling you, it happened. Well, the conversation happened at least. I didn't actually ..."

"Didn't actually what?" Erica leaned in, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Get the supposed blowjob? Come on, Jake. If you're going to make up stories, at least make them believable."

"I'm not making anything up!" Jake hissed, glancing nervously at Abbie's door. "She really did agree to it. It's like ... she can't say no to anything. It's weird."

Dave's eyes widened. "Wait, so you're saying if you asked her to do anything, she'd just ... do it?"

"That's what I've been trying to tell you," Jake said, exasperated.

Erica snorted. "Right. So if you asked her to streak through the office, she'd just strip down and go for a run?"

Jake hesitated, his mind racing. "I ... I don't know. Maybe?"

As if on cue, Abbie emerged from her office, a stack of papers in her hand. Jake froze, his face turning a deep shade of red. Dave quickly averted his gaze, suddenly finding his computer screen fascinating. Erica, however, saw an opportunity.

"Hey, Abbie!" she called out cheerfully. "Can you come here for a sec?"

Abbie smiled and walked over to their cubicle cluster. "Sure, what's up?"

"Just wondering -- if you’re not doing anything else right now, would you mind bringing me a cup of coffee? I'm practically falling asleep today!"

"Sure thing, Erica!" Abbie agreed cheerfully.

This may have been fairly mundane, but the truth was that no one who worked in a cubicle ever asked someone with an office to do chores for them like get coffee. It was a hierarchy thing, sort of, but just understood. Abbie had a Real Job, and Erica was a glorified temp. Still -- she agreed.

Jake glared at Erica as Abbie left. "What are you doing?"

Erica grinned. "Nothing."

A few minutes later, Abbie returned and delivered a fresh cup of coffee to Erica's desk. "Here you go, friend. Enjoy!"

Abbie returned to her office. Erica watched her go. "Well that was awfully nice, wasn't it?"