Matt at the door

"Hello?"

Matt instantly recognized the voice of his boss, Katrina Parker, coming out of the intercom. Her English accent was unmistakable.

“Ahh, yes Ms. Parker – this is Matt Weiss. I assume this is the correct address for the party?”

“Matt – ah.. yes it is, although you are a little early. But no matter. Here, let me buzz you in – just take the elevator to the roof.”

And with that, the intercom turned off, and the door buzzer announced that the electronic lock was turned off. Matt opened the door, and walked in. He walked passed the fountain, and the artwork, and got in the elevator. He wondered what Ms. Parker (it had been made clear from day 1 that it was "Ms. Parker", never Katrina, and it didn't matter who) had meant by him arriving early – his invitation had said 2:30, and his phone told him it was 2:32. As the elevator rose, he tried to straighten his clothes. When Miss Sato (Ms. Parker's assistant) had handed him his invitation, she had told him it was business casual, and had mentioned that a nice white shirt and white shorts would be ideal. That combination made Matt nervous - frequently his white clothes had to be replaced, when something was spilled on them. But, ever eager to please, Matt found some cothes that matched her suggestions.

The elevator dinged, and the door opened to the roof. Matt walked out, turned a corner, and found Ms. Katrina Parker and Ayako Sato enjoying the sun. While they weren't quite lingerie model visions, there was enough skin showing that while Matt did enjoy the view, it made him somewhat uncomfortable (since he hadn't interacted much with women).

Miss Sato sat casually looking at her ipad. She was wearing a white “jacket” that was buttoned a crossed her breast, but exposed her midriff. Upon initial glance Matt could not tell whether she was wearing anything other than the jacket, and her D tits certainly stretched the limits of the jacket. Traveling down, she was wearing tight small black shorts that almost, but not quite, crossed into the booty shorts area. Oddly, she had further accentuated her legs by wearing thigh-high black stocking, with a slight amount of lace at the top (not that Matt was ready to complaining).

Sitting next Miss Sato in a lounge chair lay Ms. Parker. Whereas Ayako’s outfit gave off some sexuality, Miss Sato’s actually was more demure – a simple flower print blue sun dress with spaghetti straps that reached down to a few inches above the knees. And yet, between her curly dark-red shoulder length hair, her blue eyes, her incredibly tan legs, and the fact that her sun dress did show off some of her cleavage for her breasts, and her energy, Matt instantly felt a slightly stronger sexual magnetism towards Ms. Parker.

“Matt, so good for you to join us,” said Ms. Parker, smiling. Ayako looked up from her ipad, smiled and waved at Matt as well.

“Well thank you for inviting Ms. Parker. Miss Sato, it’s nice seeing as well”

“You’re quite early, so you’ll have to forgive Miss Sato. I had her running some errands for me that she just got back taking care of for me”

Matt, looking slightly confused, asked “I am early?”

“Well, the party doesn’t technically start until 4:00 actually,” said Miss Sato

Matt, looking slightly horrified, responded “Oh my god. I am so sorry. I swear I thought the invite said 2:30. Should I come back later?”

Ms. Parker grinned. “Nonsense. This is a weekend, and a party, and we are relaxing. Help yourself to something to drink, and join us.” She gestured towards the cooler near the door, which Matt saw had both beer and soft drinks. “In a little bit, we may ask you to help bring up some of the food and punch, but for now, come join us.”

As Matt leaned down to help himself to a beverage, Ayako asked Ms. Parker “How shall we get him out of those clothes? And do you want him in a swimsuit?”