She'll work

Nicole doesn't really want to use up any of her sick time before going back to the office. She imagines she's going to need as many sick days as possible once she needs to work in-person. "Um, I think I'm better. My dinner must have been bad or something. I'm good! Ready to work!"

There's a long pause as Don simply stares at the screen from his relaxed position. It makes Nicole nervous and she pulls her shirt tighter. Finally, he speaks. "Well, that's good, because we have that meeting with the Choam Group in 40 minutes and it's always important to have your insight." He tilts his head as if he wants to say something else. Briefly sitting up again and parting his lips. Nicole thinks he slightly shakes his head as if telling himself "no."

"Oh yeah, great, I'm ready for the meeting."

"Overall, are you feeling fine? Is your workload manageable? Are you still able to focus at home?"

Nicole sits silently for a moment. This was a very typical Don trait. Asking multiple questions in a row without providing context as to why he was asking the questions. It always felt to her that he used this tactic to obscure which of the questions was most important to him. "Yes to all three questions. May I ask why you're asking? Have you had any issues with the work I'm turning in?"

Don smiles and fake laughs. "No, no, Nicole. Your work is phenomenal. You've evolved impressively since your first few months. Only I've noticed that...I'm sorry, can you hang on a moment?"

Before she can answer Don's camera is off. Nicole sits, staring at herself on the screen. That's when she notices how increasingly tight she's been holding her shirt during this conversation. In her anxiety, she'd started twisting the bottom and squeezing her tits, so her nipples were clearly highlighted. Quickly, she releases the shirt. He didn't notice, she tells herself. He was too far back from the screen. There's no way he noticed!

His screen comes back on. "Sorry, I need to jump on an urgent leadership call. I'll see you cleaned up and on camera at 9 a.m. for the Choam call." And without a goodbye, he's gone. Nicole's head is swirling. This morning has been way too much. What has Don noticed??? Snapping herself out of it she gets out of her chair. Her legs are stuck together from the stranger's cum and the back of her thighs are crusty. It was a Herculean effort, but Nicole manages to clean herself up, have a quick croissant for breakfast, and make it to the call. If Don was pleased with her quick transformation he didn't note it on the team call.