See And Be Seen

Once at work, Igor resolved to resume his routine, cleaning floors and toilets every so often. Of course, this became a nearly impossible task as his mind was constantly wandering to what had happened on the train.

With a life filled with failures, what he'd experienced earlier had been one of the most incredible events of his life. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find a logical answer to explain that awkward encounter.

"Could it be that she was drunk or high? No way, she didn't smell like ****, and her attitude seemed normal... well, at first," he thought aloud while mopping the hallway floors.

He barely completed his task with the constant reminder of that soft rear, the pleasant touch of her breasts, her hand caressing his groin, and how could he forget that fiery gaze that never left his for a second.

"Gosh, her eyes, the way they looked at me, did she really have strong feelings for me? Stupid. Stop imagining things, Igor. How could she notice a creep like you? It was probably a challenge from her friends or something.”

Because of all this, she'd been cleaning the same hallway for over an hour and hadn't even gotten halfway there yet. Fortunately, the fat guy was so invisible in the law office that no one noticed the terrible job he was doing.

Just then, he saw her coming out of her office with one of her clients. Two meters tall, loaded with incredible muscles, skin a brilliant emerald with a huge mane of somewhat dark hair, and one of the sexiest heroines in the world... She-Hulk!

She wasn't just brute ****; Jennifer Walters had great intelligence, having graduated from Harvard Law with a law degree that enabled her to create a successful career as a lawyer. She was definitely much more than a superhero.

"Mr. Raider, the trial has been postponed until next week. That will give us more time to prepare," She-Hulk said reassuringly, adjusting her glasses.

"Very well, I still have to go over what I'll say on the stand," said the client, a handsome man dressed in an expensive tuxedo, a little more nervously.

Igor had enormous respect for his boss; after all, if it weren't for her help, he would never have gotten out of jail. He also offered her a job when she wouldn't take it. Despite that, he couldn't help but look at her lustfully whenever he had the chance.

He tried his best not to let Jennifer notice, but on more than one occasion, he was caught looking at her with a stupid expression. To the relief of the She-Hulk protagonist, there were no complaints, perhaps out of pity or because she was used to such things.

The ex-con was pretending to sweep the floor, but in reality, his gaze was lost in the imposing figure of his boss, who was dressed very formally, befitting a lawyer. However, that didn't stop the obese man from enjoying the figure that had generated so many fantasies in him. His mouth was almost completely open, his eyes like arrows pointing at the heroine.

Suddenly, she turned toward him; although it was only moments before, he was sure she had caught him staring at her lasciviously. He immediately lowered his gaze to the floor, turned around, and frantically swept, causing his greasy body to jiggle like jelly.

Now, he was doing his homework very quickly, nervous about any retaliation. He heard Jennifer continue talking to the client as if nothing had happened, something that relieved Igor.

“Hmm... oh. How about we meet tomorrow at 9, Mr. Raider?”

“Good idea, we'll go over everything together.”

Still, reflexively, he turned his head slowly, catching a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye. He was surprised to find his boss's green eyes fixed on him. She was still engaged in conversation, but her gaze never left Igor's.

Scared, he returned his eyes to the ground, then turned his head once more, this time more intrigued. She-Hulk kept staring at him, even more so now, with greater emphasis. She didn't seem angry or disgusted by his presence; it was as if she viewed him with the same curiosity as a child in a toy store.

She took off her glasses to examine him closely, from head to toe, now making little effort to hide it. On more than one occasion, she would lose the conversation with her client and have to correct herself.

"Uh... so... at 6... oh, I mean at 9 it will be Mr. Ramirez... sorry, Ser Raider," she said, annoyed, but still staring at the fat man.

"No problem, Miss Walters. Maybe he needs a little break," the client pointed toward the exit. "How about I invite you to lunch?" he added, smiling.

"Uh?"

She-Hulk thought about it for a short while, then stopped looking at him for a few seconds. Her eyes returned to Igor with even greater intensity. Without blinking, as if in a trance, she took a few steps in his direction, bumping into the customer, which worried the fat man and Mr. Raider.

"Okay, Miss Walters."

"What?... Oh, of course, it's not happening," said the heroine, regaining consciousness. "Mmm... uh...thank you very much for the invitation, but... something urgent just came up that I need to attend to."

"Honey, if it's something about your other work, it's better if I take care of it right away. Okay, then, see you tomorrow."

Mr. Raider left the room while Jennifer didn't move a muscle. As for Igor, he finally made it down the hall and was about to leave when he heard his boss...

"Uh... Mr. Irving, come to my office right now."