Tired at work, again

{if victoria_blackout= true}I return to my desk and let my heart slow down. My hands are shaking. I can’t believe that I almost really told her off... It’s just a matter of time before I go too far. My self control is slipping. What am I capable of when that happens?

Oh. And I have an erection.

{elseif victoria_deskkey=true}It’s going to be another long day at work. I feel a little rejuvenated from the workout, but that energy won’t get me through the day. I get my desk and computer in order right away this time, then start grinding coffee.

Victoria gets in the office a thirty minutes late. She looks a little underslept, but I probably wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't already known. Today her outfit isn't as flashy as most. I think she had to cut some corners to get to work when she did. I slide the printed schedule to her. The biggest item today is a board meeting immediately after lunch. She will probably need to prepare for that this morning.

{endif}

{if tom_fired = false}{if victoria_racypics = true}

Tom’s head pops out from around the corner. His eyes dart back and forth, then approaches. “Victoria around?” he asks quietly.

“In the office.”

He leans over my desk and whispers. “I just want to say: you are a goddamn hero! Too bad we can’t tell everyone here what you’ve done. They would love it... well, SOME of them would. They’d probably buy some of the pictures, too.”

“Hmmm... I don’t know what you are talking about. Maybe you are thinking of someone else.”

“Right! I’m just so happy right now... We’ll talk later.” The thought of spreading Victoria’s boudoir pictures around the office would sure cause a stir, and even if they got back to her, she would have a hard time proving who leaked them, that is if I let several days or weeks pass before doing it.

{else}Tom walks past my work area and gives me a conspiratorial nod.{endif}{endif}