"I'll see you there!"

Cass snaps back as a warm grin washes over her face and she pulls her foot back, dangling her feet off the side of your desk and kicking so you get the slightest impression of white cotton flashing from underneath her skirt.

"Great! Be at Jo's Tavern by eight, okay? We'll meet you there, handsome~"

Then, without another word, she jumps off your desk and adjusts her dress before sauntering away from your cubicle. You can't help yourself from ogling her ass until she's down the hall and around the corner, intensely studying each wrinkle in that dress that seemed to struggle to contain her features. Suddenly, your mind reels.

Is this really happening?

Of all the people in the office she could talk to, she walked up to your desk. Maybe she heard about your nasty divorce a couple months ago? You know it's become a topic of gossip in the lunch room, to your chagrin. You swear you could have heard some of the other women laughing while whispering the word "micro-"

_They were talking about microchips or something, right? _You think to yourself. I mean, it isn't that small....

No, you assure yourself, you have nothing to be ashamed about. The hottest girl in the office just came onto you! That has to count for something. You start psyching yourself up as your day time slows to a crawl and you start counting down the hours until your date. You haven't gotten laid since your divorce and you're hoping tonight will finally be your lucky night. You continue to pretend to work as your mind drifts to sexual fantasies.

As you drive home to shower and change, Cassie's body lingers in your mind. The soft, smooth skin of her thighs, how she managed to appear petite and feminine even while towering a full foot above you. The way she swayed her wide hips, almost inviting you to ogle her ass, and enjoy every second of it. By the time you've arrived at Jo's, you've psyched yourself up for the wild night to come. Looking down at your phone, you see a new notification, a text from Cass that simply reads, "Come inside."

You don't hesitate, or even take the time to lock your door as you hurry into the bar. Stepping inside the small smoke-filled room, you're greeted by the warmth of artifical light glowing on string lights all around the bar. Despite this, the room is dim due to the blinds always being pulled down. It's not the most inviting atmosphere, but it's cozy in a way. You see Cass sitting at a table off in the corner, waving you over to her with a grin.

"Hey, Matt! You got here right on time, huh?" She says while glancing down at a designer watch displaying the time as 7:59. "Come on, sit down with me, I need a shot!"