Look a little more

You peruse Lisa’s bookmarks a little more just out of curiosity. Your favorite video that she has is one where two hung strippers are showering together after a show, totally platonically. They’re just chatting about work while the camera lingers hornily on their sexy bodies and soft cocks.

There’s something hot about it.

You log out for Annette, tidy up her desk, clean the office, spray more air freshener, and go back out to your desk where you’ve missed lots of calls and emails. Swigging coffee, you get caught up in time for a text from Rita.

• Love you

That’s all it says.

• Love you too

You send that back. Are you in love with Rita? You aren’t sure about that after just a couple of weeks, but you’re very glad that she’s in your life, and you want to make her happy. Maybe you are in love. Doesn’t matter. You’re at work. You send some heart emojis too, then get back to your emails.

You have to think about where you’re going to get some shots tonight. Last night was game night, so that’s when all the celebratory boning was going on. Tonight, if you want to get anything good, you’ll have to use your head.

But somebody’s coming.

She’s about your height, incredibly busty, and wearing the tightest, sluttiest version of the janitorial uniform that you have ever seen. She has beautiful, red hair.

“Sweetie,” you say as she approaches the desk. “You are showing.” You gesture toward your chest, trying to warn her about how pokey her nipples are being under her shirt. Aren’t these workers supposed to wear bras?

“That’s how my boss likes it,” she replies casually.

Rita is this girl’s boss.

“Excuse me?” you say.