Another meeting with Sofia

Today you had Meg dress in something a little more appropriate which didn't clearly reveal her nipples whenever she leaned forward, a shame really, but necessary if you were to try and convince Sofia nothing was going on.

Eventually 1pm rolled around and Sofia arrived for your scheduled meeting. Meg greeted her with a smile but she ignored her and walked straight on in.

"Hey Sofia, how's it going." You say in a friendly tone.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" She says cutting to the chase in her fiery Colombian accent.

"What do you mean?" You reply.

"I think you know exactly what I mean. First it was Diane and the rumours about what she was doing with her clients. Then more recently her changes to her clothing, if you can even call those skimpy outfits clothing. Then the other day I'm pretty sure I walked past her coming out of the copy room with smeared lipstick and what I'm assuming to be... cum, on her chin. And finally yesterday I walk past your office to see some blonde... bimbo, seated at Meg's chair with her tits out, and when I say tits out I mean her whole nipple showing, not just excessive cleavage. So I ask you again, do you think I'm an idiot. Did you honestly think I wouldn't notice what's been going on around here." She says with a fervent tone.

You stare at her and pause a while, thinking carefully about what you're going to say next.

"At first I thought you had no idea, that it was just Diane confirming the rumours about herself, especially when you played the fool weeks ago. But now, with that woman seated out there instead of Meg, I know you have to be a part of whatever this whole thing is." Sofia continues.

You pause a little longer before finally responding.