HR

“ ”Yeah, I’ll be right with you.

Emily hung up the phone and didn’t waste time wondering what the call might have been about. The clerk’s voice hadn’t indicated that anything bad or dramatic was going on. But he didn’t want to discuss it on the phone because it was personal. Never mind. Whatever the HR department wanted from her, she was sure she could turn the situation to her advantage.

The HR office was at the end of a long hallway. No one went there unless they had to. Rules, contracts, warnings—those were the words associated with that wing of the building.

Emily wasn't intimidated. She knocked lightly on the frame of the half-open door and entered without asking permission. It was an entrance to her liking, as if she were stepping onto a big stage.

The personnel manager looked up from his desk, his eyebrows furrowed. He looked to be in his late forties, with the beginnings of a bald spot, which he apparently tried to compensate for with a neatly trimmed and waxed goatee. His suit fit perfectly. His tie was knotted so tightly as if it had to hold him upright.

“Ah, you must be Emily, the new intern,” was the only welcome he offered.

Emily closed the door behind her with her backside and slid into the chair opposite him. The hem of her skirt rode up as she crossed her long legs. His eyes involuntarily slid there, despite his best efforts.

“Yes, I'm Emily. And you're the man who called me here.” Her grin was almost insolent. “Did I do something wrong?”

He tore his gaze away from her knees, lingering briefly on her wide-open neckline until he managed to look her in the face. He cleared his throat.

“Not exactly. But you have to understand that there are also unwritten rules of conduct...”

Emily interrupted him mid-sentence with a bright laugh.

“Rules! Rules are so boring. It would be easier and quicker if you just told me what I'm not allowed to do. For example... this?”

She stood up and let her skirt slide to the floor in one smooth movement. With a swing of her hips, she presented him with her firm buttocks, framed only by a pink lace thong.