Arriving at Jackie's office

It took you a little longer than you had expected to arrive at the office building where Jackie runs her company. Having more sex than sleep over the past couple of days has left you feeling tired and distracted, and it takes a little more effort to focus. Still, you feel like you have enough stamina to get through the day and hopefully through the night too, whatever it may bring.

Passing through the revolving door, you enter the classically decorated lobby. This space was clearly meant to impress visitors, and it certainly does a good job of it. Your eyes travel from the indoor koi pond to the Steinway Grand Piano to the replica sculpture of Michelangelo's David to the oil paintings of the company's founding members on the wall behind the marble-topped receptionist's desk. In fact, you're so distracted by the grandeur of the place that you don't even recognize the emerald-eyed and scarlet-haired woman behind the desk until you're standing only a couple of feet away from her.

"Pretty swanky, huh, babe," she says casually as she flashes you her signature enigmatic smile.

"Ivy? I... I didn't know you work here," you stammer, clearly caught off-guard. Your mind flashes to the moment when you last set eyes on her less than 24 hours ago. You weren't sure if you would ever see her again, and you certainly didn't expect to see her here.

"I just started today. Rosie's been bugging me to get a grown-up job, so here I am! So, what can I do for you, Mr. Jones?" she asks with a playful tone of mock-formality.

"I'm here to see Mrs. Saunders. She wanted to talk to me about my wife's position in the company," you explain.

Ivy checks her notes. "Oh yeah, she said you'd be coming by today. Wait a minute, this is the company your wife works for? Your wife is Suzy Jones? Oh! Wow, that makes so much sense!"

"What does?" you ask feeling a little confused.

"Oh, um, nothing. Just putting two and two together from what you told me about her business trip last night at the bar," she tells you, but the expression on her face makes you wonder if there's more to it than that. Before you can ask though, she presses a button on the desk.

"Mrs. Saunders?" she asks, speaking into an intercom panel.

Yes, Ivy dear?

"Mr. Jones is here to see you."

Oh, wonderful! Please send him up, sweetie.

"At once, Mrs. Saunders."

Her eyes shift back to you. "Well, as much as I would love to keep you here all to myself, we better not keep the boss-lady waiting. See you around, babe," she says as she gestures to the elevator.

"See you around, Ivy," you say back to her before turning to walk toward the elevator.

Stepping inside, you press the button for the executive level near the top of the building. The elevator begins to rise. Over the door, you watch the floor numbers tick by, passing the mid-level floor where Suzy's office is. You've only been there a couple of times, once to help her set up her new desk, and once to bend her over that desk and break it in properly. You smile to yourself, remembering the knowing glances you got from some of her coworkers that day as you made your way back down to the lobby.

The elevator's ascent slows and then comes to a stop. The doors slide open, and you step out onto the floor. Making your way down the row of large executive offices you reach the one with Jackie's name on the door. You knock and wait for a response.

"Come in" you hear a woman's voice reply. Opening the door, you step inside.