Jodie's inspection

Before Jordan could sit at his desk Janet marched up to Jordan. “So, did you have a fun night little airhead?”

“...I guess so.”

“No, no, be more enthusiastic. Oops, smaller words. Be happier, sweetheart. Now, try again. Have you been a good little airhead?”

Jordan **** a sarcastic smile on his face, “Like, totally. I, like, watched a movie with my boyfriend and totally didn’t wanna die at all!”

“Well, that’s good, pumpkin.” Janet ignored his obvious sarcasm for now. “Have you been texting how I’ve told you?”

“Yes.”

“Let me see your phone.”

“...why? I text you, like, how you said.” Jordan groaned, this was now how he wanted Tiffany to rub off on him.

“I said hand it over, girly.” Jordan recognized her tone, she was not playing around. Reluctantly he handed over his phone. Knowing Jordan so well, it was a simple matter of unlocking his phone and finding his most recent texts. “You lied to me.”

“N-not really. I-”

“So, if you didn’t lie then you’re really too stupid to understand what I meant.” Jordan hung his head in shame, he once again found himself between a rock and a hard place. “I can remedy that.” She waited for a moment before snapping at him. “Bite your lip dumb dumb. Anything bigger than two syllables is too hard for a bimbo like you.” Jordan bit his lip pretending he had to think about such a simple word. “And there.” She handed his phone back to him as her own pinged.

Jordan looked at his phone and saw she had sent a group message to herself and Tiffany. The message read, “hi bestie” accented with kisses and hearts “can u like cum hlp me?!! My typing suuucks!” A frightened and confused emoji punctuated the end of the simple message.

“Why?”

“Because this way you’ll get plenty of practice typing like the bimbo you are.”

“I’m not-”

“You said yourself, all secretaries are bimbos.”

“I’m an administrative assistant.” he countered weakly.

“Oh sweetie, those are too many big words for you. Try again.”

“I...I’m, like,...a secretary.”

“Good. Now your punishments.”

“Punishments?” She glared at him and he bit his lip in response. “I thought the group chat was?”

“Oh no, dear. That’s training. Every morning you will take two of these vitamins when you get here and two before you leave work.” She produced two blank pill bottles.

“What do they do?”

“They’ll help you lose weight and clear up your skin. Speaking of, come with me.” Janet dragged Jordan to the ladies' room once again to check his corset. “I knew it.” She tore Jordan’s blouse from his skirt and pulled it off completely. “I’d suck it in if I were you.” Before he could respond he felt the corset tighten forcing the air out of his lungs. Janet replaced his blouse, buttoning all but the top two buttons exposing Jordan’s minimal cleavage. “There.”

“It’s hard to breathe.”

“Then I suggest you work on your waistline. No more jumbo burgers.” Janet set out a small bag on the countertop. “Here,” She unzipped the bag and revealed several bottles of nail polish. “I see you’ve obviously had your nails done, that’s good. But tonight you will practice doing it yourself. You will paint your fingernails and toenails tonight and when you come in Monday I expect a great job. I’d wear something with an open toe too.”

Jordan sighed, “Fine.” Janet gave him a disapproving look and he corrected himself, “Like, sure!”

“Before I go, I expect you to message Tiffany multiple times a day to discuss what you like about the heels you’ve seen on Reddit or the sexy cosmo tips you’ve learned. I expect at least 12 before you go home at 5 o’clock.”

“Really?!”

“Yes really!” She growls. “Do you want to be found out? If you get caught I’m on the hook because of you. And if you don’t think I won’t have a way to cover my ass and leave you twisting in the wind you can guess again.”

Jordan was shocked, Janet didn’t even sound that mad when they broke up. It was simply too much hot sauce on the shit cake his life had become and he couldn’t help but tear up. Janet sighed and took a tissue out of her purse. “I’m sorry. I know you didn’t do this on purpose, it may seem mean but I am really trying to help you too.”

Jordan sniffed and dabbed at his eyes, trying not to ruin his makeup, as he fought back tears, “You’re not gonna just leave me twisting in the breeze?”

Janet hugged her ex, “Hey, I still care about you. I don’t want you to go to prison either. Okay?” Jordan sniffed as he hugged her back. “You have to trust me I have a plan.” She kissed his cheek gently rubbing his back.

A few minutes later they left the bathroom looking no worse for wear when they met Tiffany sitting on Jordan’s desk, her silky smooth legs crossed in a manner that invited onlookers and more. “Jodie!”

“He-hey.”

“You can do better than that. Jodie.” Janet elbowed Jordan.

“Tiff!” Jordan **** a smile to his face and cheer in his voice.

“Honestly,” Janet sighed, “I love you but you really need to build your confidence up sweetie.” Unexpectedly, Tiffany hugged Jordan, he briefly enjoyed the feeling of her breasts pushed against his chest. Tiffany had decided no matter what she would help her bestie gain confidence in the beautiful and sexy woman she was.

“Well, I need to get going. You girls have fun. Oh, Jodie, don’t forget to take your medicine.”

“Is she sick?”

“Nothing like that, the silly goose just forgot to take her vitamins. She’d forget her head if it wasn’t screwed on tight.” Tiffany giggled and Janet pretended to think for a moment before taking Tiffany’s hand and pulling her aside, whispering conspiratorially. “You’re Jodie’s bestie right?”

“Oh, yes ma’am. Like, definite besties.”

“Good, then can you do me a favor so she doesn’t lose these,” She passes the two blank bottles to Tiffany, “Make sure she takes two from each bottle when she gets here in the morning, and two before she leaves. Can you do that for me?”

“For sure! You are, like, the best helping Jodie.”

“Well, I care about her. She’s like a little sister to me.” Janet sighed slowly as if something weighed heavy on her heart. “I don’t know how I’m going to help her build up her confidence though.” She lied.

“I could, like totally, help with that. I was just thinking that!”

“Really? Well, you know what they say about great minds.”

“No. What?”

“...Anyway, just teach her how to be confident and sexy, and if she gives you any guff just let me know.”

“Can do!”

“That’s my girl,” A devilish grin crept across Janet's face.