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A few minutes later, a panting and sweating Samantha rushes into the front lobby of her office building, sweat staining the front of her blouse, making it slightly transparent and showing off some of her chest and bra. The secretary at the front desk, Helen, looks up as she walks in. "Samantha? Are you alright? You're at least five minutes late and you're sweating like crazy."

Samantha nodded as she leaned on the wall for support, she wanted so badly to just rip her clothes off. "Don't... worry... about me." She said between her panting. "I'm... well enough to work." Samantha looked at Helen hungrily, she looked so sexy in her button up shirt and her nerdy glasses...

Samantha shook her head, what was that? What was I just thinking?

"Well okay, if you really think you're okay to work then I'll just check you in." Helen said with some concern, "Also, I just got a memo from your boss. She says to meet her in her office at your earliest convenience."

Shit, Samantha thought to herself, that's probably for me being late. She shuddered to think of how she would react to seeing her in this state. "T-tell her... I'll be right up." She gasped, she felt like this was going to boil over soon. She shuffled to the elevator as fast as she could in her state, and pressed the button for the fourth floor. She just hoped she could keep it together until she was done talking with her boss.

Helen watched as Samantha disappeared into the elevator. "I hope she's okay." She said to no one. She fanned herself with one of her hands and pulled on her collar. "Is it getting hot in here?"