A productive day at work...

Jen watched as Elsa did her exercises; Squats, Russian Twists, Flutter Kicks, Crunches, Lunges and Push-ups. Elsa called it the Mermaid Beach Babe workout, but Jen thought it was sexy and cute. Once that was finished Elsa came over and kissed Jen again.

“Wow,” Jen muttered to herself.

“Come on, lets shower and have breakfast, I know you still have work today,” Elsa said, “But I will meet you for lunch and we will definitely have a hell of a date night tonight… it is Friday after all.”

Reality came back to Jen, Elsa was right.

“So do you have a workout set for everyday?” Jen asked.

“I have a few different ones actually,” Elsa smiled, “Now how about we both get naked in the shower.”

Jen didn’t hesitate to click on the “default naked” setting for Elsa. Jen let her eyes linger over her lover for a few seconds before the blonde came over and pulled the covers off of her.

“Come on,” Elsa said, “I know responsibility sucks, but we have to be adults.”

*

Jen and Elsa giggles as the elevator door closed. Mister Johnson had gotten the floor below Jen and Elsa. He had given them a knowing look. Jen remembered that the old man lived in the apartment below hers. Mister Johnson got off at the lobby while Elsa and Jen continued down to the parking garage under the building.

“I think he knows,” Elsa giggled, “Don’t worry, I will get extra pillows while you are work today.”

“Oh yeah they are going to be needed,” Jen agreed.

Having her hand around Elsa’s leather covered waist made Jen feel a tingle in her panties. She was love, or at least in lust with the blonde lover. And the leather motorcycle catsuit did it’s best to show off Elsa’s figure. The elevator door opened and Jen went to her car, and sure enough, the blue and white motorcycle was waiting for Elsa right next to Jen’s car.

“I will meet you for lunch,” Elsa said before kissing Jen and going to put on her helmet.

Jen watched as the blonde in the blue and white leather suit rode off on the bike. Jen wasn’t concerned, when she had switched Elsa to the biker, Elsa checked that her ID card, credit cards, phone, keys and passport were all in the pockets of the suit. Jen wanted to see the passport, but Elsa tucked it back in her thigh pocket.

*

Jen smiled at Mister Kenny when she walked in to punch in for her shift.

“Did you win a hundred dollars in the lotto or have a good date?” Mister Kenny asked looking over his shoulder, “You don’t have to answer that…”

“Why a hundred dollars?” Jen furrowed an eyebrow.

“More than a hundred dollars and you have to sign tax forms to collect your money and that is a killjoy,” Mister Kenny fixed the tie on his senior security agent uniform.

“Well… I didn’t win the lottery, but…” Jen could tell she was blushing.

Mister Kenny held up a hand.

“I don’t gossip about love lives at work, have a good day,” Mister Kenny smiled as he left.

“How could you tell?” Jen asked the older man as he left.

“The pep in your step and the gleam in your eye…”

*

Jen had taken her spot in the phone bank in back and was answering and directing calls for the important people upstairs. So fart the first few hours of her day were going smoothly.

“Hay Jen,” Shante came in and everyone turned to look at her, “Do you know a Miss Agnarrdotter?”

“Yes, she is a friend of mine…” Jen turned and looked at the front desk receptionist.

“Ok, she is out front asking about having lunch with you…” Shante started.

“Oh, of course… I nearly forgot…” Jen smiled as she logged off and grabbed her purse.

Jen had to admit that she enjoyed the stunned looks from all her coworkers. But walking into the lobby, it was her turn to be stunned. Elsa had changed again… She was standing in the lobby looking at a painting on the wall. Her one-piece motorcycle suit was gone and in it’s place was a designer skirt suit in black leather and ice blue silk with leather stiletto heeled knee boots. The blue silk turtleneck stuck up over the collar of the black leather blazer and her legs were still on display in leather A-lined over the knee skirt. As Jen got closer, she noted Elsa’s black leather gloved hands held a matching black leather clutch purse.

“I said I would take you to lunch,” Elsa smiled as Jen got close.

Elsa hugged Jen with affection and a quick squeeze of her butt. When Elsa let go, Jen stepped back and looked at her harem princess.

“Wow… but… where is the motorcycle suit?” Jen asked.

“In the trunk of my car,” Elsa smiled as she took Jen’s hand and started leading her to the door.

“What car?” Jen asked.

“The one I got this morning,” Elsa put an arm around Jen and pulled her close, “Turns out being a sugar-mama and queen means that I had my pick of the showroom.”

“Wow,” Jen said, “So what other miracles did you work?”

“I put in for an apartment,” Elsa said calmly.

“What?” Jen asked.

“Well if I stay at your place all the time then Mister Johnson won’t get any sleep, and besides,” Elsa smiled, “It will be rather hard for you to explain to your land lord multiple women living in your apartment and not being on the lease.”

“I can get you added… wait,” Jen said as Elsa lead her across the street to one of the more expensive restaurants in town, “I don’t have time…”

“Ah Miss Agnarrdotter, your table is waiting for you and your guest, the Salads are served and drinks are ready,” the greeter smiled as Elsa walked Jen in.

“I went with your recommendations on what is good,” Elsa smiled.

*

Jen and Elsa sat at the small booth in the back corner. Elsa had ordered Jen’s favorite. Jen had eaten here twice before at company functions but she knew that she couldn’t afford to eat here on her own. The pair had enjoyed the salmon and vegetables. Now they were talking for the few minutes.

“So you got a the bike, the car, an apartment…” Jen was saying.

“I don’t have the apartment yet,” Elsa said, “They are fixing it up.”

Jen looked at Elsa.

“And it is only partly furnished, a bed, kitchen set up,” Elsa said.

“What else have you been getting into?” Jen asked.

“I went to a boutique for fashion and another for naughtiness…” Elsa had a smirk.

“A boutique for naughtiness?” Jen asked.

“Oh, you found out what I could do with just my tongue and fingers alone… now imagine what we can do with some toys,” Elsa had a lustful smile.

*

Jen was confronted by a mob as she walked into the phone banks.

“Who is your friend?” Sarah started.

“How do you know her?” Michelle snapped.

“What?” Jen arched an eyebrow.

“Do you know who she is?” Kelly asked.

“Elsa Agnarrdotter,” Jen said, “I met her online on a forum for lonely people…”

“You know she is a mutant?” Michelle snapped.

Sarah put her hand on Michelle’s shoulder and gave her a hard gaze.

“Yeah, she mentioned it. Look is that a problem for you? I made friends with a mutant?” Jen plaid innocent.

“That isn’t it, they made the movie based on her,” Kelly handed Jen a print out of a Wikipedia article.

“She is the Snow witch…” Kelly added.

“Ok, bit of advice, don’t bring it up, it seems that was a deal made when she was a minor and didn’t get much say…” Jen handed back the sheet, “And they rewrote the script to base it around her and not the fairytale. She is rather embarrassed about the movie and being asked to do ‘that snow trick’ for the millionth time in a month gets old too…”

With that Jen walked past them and back to her seat.

“So…” Iliana asked.

“So what?” Jen said, “She came here to be a normal person and not be the focus of an entire country… I plan on respecting that…”

“And I think it would be in the company’s best interest that the employees not get any bad ideas about ruining a person’s private life,” Mister Kenny said from the doorway, “Now all of you get back to work and stop pestering the lady about her friend.”

*

“Well she is a cutie, but I can see what you mean by hiding in her own shadow…” the pretty brunette smiled as she looked Jen up and down.

The black shiny leggings and store issued light blue polo minidress showed off the employee’s figure and had an element of class that Jen had not expected when told they were stopping at a fetish shop. The entire store was much higher class that she expected.

“Let me guess, you expected a dirty place with a dirty old man behind a counter, right?” a Blonde in a similar outfit smirked.

“Honestly, I didn’t know what to expect,” Jen said.

“Come on, I picked out a few things for you…” Elsa took Jen by the hand.

Elsa lead Jen to a corner with a few dresses and other things hanging on a rolling clothes rack.

“What is all this?” Jen put her hand on a bright pink dress, “It feels like rubber.”

“It is,” Elsa smiled, “And I need to thank you for giving me a latex fetish.”

“What?” Jen half hissed, half whispered.

“You gave me a latex fetish when you set me up,” Elsa kissed Jen on the lips, “The natural next step of the leather when you added the shiny leggings in the workout gear was rubberist and you clicked ‘yes’ on that feature. I really am enjoying these rubber panties on my lips.”

“I made a monster,” Jen said in shock.

“Hay, look,” Elsa took a comforting tone, “We both know you never gave any of this a serious try before, so why not at lease give it a try? If you don’t like it you can always edit me later… but for now why not try something new?”

“What did you have in mind?” Jen asked.

Elsa held up a set of black rubber bra top and crotchless booty shorts.