Yes

You read the news on the internet, catch a quick lunch, and before you know it the day is over.

Emily gives you a wink. “Stay safe and keep to yourself on the way out. See you tomorrow!”

You nod. You let Emily go and head to the elevator.

Once she’s gone you head up to sixty nine. You step off the elevator and head toward Jule’s office. As you approach the door to the office across from hers opens. A young woman steps out her brown hair is tousled. She looks disheveled and one of her ample breasts is showing.

She blushes when she see you and scampers down the hall.

Jule’s door is open and you walk in. She lounges on her desk, showing off long shapely legs.

“Hi.” You say quietly.

“Jessica, I’m so glad you came. I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed our chat earlier.”

“Um, thanks.”

She stands up. Her nipples look like thumbtacks pressed against her shiny, black satin dress. The dress doesn’t seem work appropriate and barely covers her sex. Still, you wish you had her long, toned, flawless legs.

“Well, we need find you a better outfit. That simply won’t do.”

You blush.

“Not to worry I think I have something in your size.”

She poked her head inside a small armoire and pulls out a black dress.

“Here this should fit you. Go ahead try it on.”

“Here?”

“I’ll leave if you’re uncomfortable Jessica, but consider my office the girls locker room.”

You nod and slip out of your clothes. You shimmy on the dress. The dress is short, barely longer than Jule’s and the breeze you feel on your back must mean it’s backless. A deep cut in front shows off your modest cleavage.

Jules smiles at you. “You clean up nice. Now c’mon.”

You follow her out to a black BMW and not a cheap one.

“Do you like? It’s easy to afford on my salary.”

“It’s really beautiful.”

You slide into brown leather seats that just swallow you up. She hops in the driver’s seat and peels out.

She hits the road going ninety and you’re at the bar in five minutes.

You step out grinning.

Jules laughs. “I new you’d enjoy that. You like a good thrill don’t you.”

You’d be lying if you said no, so you nod.

You follow her in. She sits at the bar and beckons you to join her. You sit on the bar stool next to her. The bartender slides you a drink. You reach for your purse.

Jules grabs your hand. “Don’t, this is my treat. It’s going on my tab.”

“What is it?”

“Brimstone Kiss. I hope you like things a bit spicy.”

You sip the strong cinnamon drink. “It’s good.”

“I’m glad you like it. I do have one little favor to ask my protege though…”