Of course

"Yes!" Jane squeaked before realising what she had agreed to. Sandra smiled, replying "I'll pick you up at six-thirty. Wear that dress I got for you, the peacock one."

The rest of the day consisted of Jane's usual duties as secretary. She filed bills from suppliers and sent bills to clients, scheduled meetings and otherwise kept everyone informed of the office's operations. The only differences were the boss coming onto her and her co-workers whenever there was a chance and the nagging fear that she had no clue what dinner with her would be like.

Watching the other employees Jane noticed that they never made an advance on the boss but never showed signs of objecting either. Quite the contrary they seemed to be enjoy the attention. More than once someone dreamily watched Sandra's butt as she walked off to perform her next groping.

Jane managed to keep a brave face until getting to her apartment that evening an realising she had less than an hour to prepare. Clearly Sandra is interested but could she loose her job if it didn't go perfectly? ...Does this new Sandra expect sex tonight? For a moment she sank further into a mini panic about leg hair before remembering fixing that with the app earlier. With that small comfort Jane resolved to throw herself into preparations with no clear plan.

Step one, cleaning. Under the shower she scrubbed every inch of skin with a strong antibacterial soap, then thoroughly rinse off and washed all over again with a vanilla scented body wash.

Step two, clothing. Looking in the closet there was no question which dress Sandra meant. Not just hanging in the middle but showcased, alone in the exact centre. Its swirls of green, purple and gold are carefully placed to "accidentally" draw the eye to the wearer's curves.

Jane put on her favourite lingerie, a matching black thong and bra, followed by the dress and wedge style sandals. For makeup she applied a greenish-blue eye shadow with matching lipstick to emphasise what the boss has chosen for her.

Jane finished just in time for Sandra's arrival at six-thirty, exactly as promised. What took her by surprise was finding another woman clinging to Sandra's arm.

Before she cloud process what was going on Sandra greeted Jane with a passionate kiss on the lips immediately followed by the other woman, a sales rep called Josie Sutton, politely kissing her cheek. Confused, Jane told them she had one thing to do first and closed the door. Back in the bedroom she looked through the rules on relationships again.

To better enable the sluttiness of business women, employees are permitted to engage in romantic and sexual behaviour with each other IF it is part of a threesome, foursome, etc with their employer.

Jane decided to leave the phone at home. It's been lucky so far. She already thought Josie's flaming red hair, bright blue eyes and petite figure made her the prettiest woman in the office and had been considering asking her out. Anymore changes would simply ruin a good thing.

Returning to the front door Jane made a point of properly taking in what her dates were wearing for the evening. While Sandra's work outfit was rather casual tonight she chose something magnificent. A backless silver mini-dress with a neckline that went almost right down to her navel. Josie on the other hand was wearing a cute, red cocktail dress. Cliche perhaps but it certainly worked on her.

"Sorry to leave you hanging after such a... warm greeting", Jane apologised as she hooked her arm around Sandra's left to match Josie.