Neighbor -- Dominatrix -- confidence

It was all as dreary as it always was, work in the office that was. Richard practically felt how time was slipping through his palms as the minutes turned into hours and all he really did was type away at the keyboard. His coworker continued her unending yapping and his boss was still as frightening as ever as she looked down on her entire workforce, just waiting for some poor soul to be spotted slacking off so she could reprimand them.

The one saving grace for Richard, was the encroaching end of the day, when he finally got to head back to his apartment where he just hoped that his magical spell had done its work. Perhaps someone would finally speak to him clearly, with desire in their voice. His neighbor would finally stand up and take the initiative that she had failed to do so frequently before.

Just like every other day, the time did finally arrive and Richard made his uneventful journey home. When he arrived however, he found that someone was waiting for him just outside his door. There, with a smug, but gentle, grin on her face, his neighbor stood staring straight at him from her resting position inside her own door frame.

"I thought I heard some sweet little footsteps approach my place" Richard's neighbor said with a smug tone of voice, something which changed as she offered something to Richard "I was just making a pot of tea. Why don't you come inside and you can relax from the stresses of the day?"

Richard nodded and took a few tentative steps towards the apartment he had never entered before. His walk became more confident as he got further beyond the gate. Inside were pink, pink in every direction and a saccharine sweet smell that lingered in the air. Giant teddybears stood guard on shelves within and Richard could spot one wardrobe filled with frills as he walked past.

"Milk or sugar?" The neighbor asked as she sat down at the table with her full vessel of tea, Richard shook his head and took the steaming cup of tea gratefully, as he sat down to converse with the woman who had finally earned her bravery "Now I would ask how your day was, but that's boring, so I'd rather ask: What were you going to do as soon as you got home?"