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Chapter 97 by aroes aroes

Wait, what? Why would they call? Whats this about?

Miss Placed at Work Time

He listens to it, "Wow, they tried to call me rather often," he pauses, listening to his phone, and I feel his secretary rubbing her hand across me, and I find myself smiling back, my body all but melting against her as we wait. I felt her hand moving across my breast, feeling the warmth of her touch, along with the warmth of the morning summer sun across my exposed skin. My mind races, wondering what he was hearing on the phone, even as I **** myself to stand there and wait.

I quietly noticed others look over my way as they pass us by. Always seeming to be surprised at first, but they quickly recover, pointing and staring, all smiles. All the while, finding myself enjoying the attention, my left arm casually wrapping around Tori, feeling the fabric of her tight dress... fabric I agreed to never wear myself.

Finally, he puts the phone down, "Your employer at the hospital apparently has been trying to reach you. Did you know the observation period was supposed to end after one day, where we part ways at the airport?"

I puse, smiling back as I shake my head, "No... I just figured you'd have to go back for a follow-up eventually, and I'd go back with you. I just figured your medical coverage was top-notch. They did insist on my leaving work so quickly as to forbid me the chance to even get dressed first," to which he chuckles, shaking his head as she smiles back.

Smiling back, I felt Tori's hands moving across my waist, even as her other hand holds tightly to my back... and ass.." To be honest, I can't even imagine you wearing clothes... what did you wear, anyway?

I find myself giggling along with them, "Umm.. clothes? Skirts and tops... maybe jeans?", I reply, smiling, as I do my best to remain casual, my left arm around her, the right hand casually at my side.

"Well... It's a good thing you agreed to never wear clothes again, then. Hey, want me to help put on those temporary tattoos? I'm great at following directions and would love to see their face when they see all the changes you've gone through with us."

Her boss, watching in wry amusement, declares, "If you want, we can stop by and see what's really going on. Find out how they feel about you being with us the whole time."

What do I say about that? Back to work, try to extend my time with them...? Something else?

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