Boss -- Lesbian -- Sexuality

Another day brewed and Richard couldn't help but smile as the sun shone down upon him, while he waltzed his way over to the office complex where he clocked his hours in and made his paycheck. He didn't expect anything too different this day from how it had been previously, it was all a stepping stone to bigger things ultimately, but the mere fact that the rock was rolling was enough for him to feel mirth.

What Richard found when he stepped inside however wasn't the complete absence of changes which he had expected. While it was true that his boss, who had so often tried to instill fear in her underlings with nothing more than a look, now spent most of her time in her office tending to her newfound cravings. She still patrolled the cubicles from time to time, when she did one difference became immediately apparent. She no longer looked at Richard as she had done, but instead aimed most of her vision at the ladies in the office.

This was a welcome change to Richard who felt as if a ten tonne weight had been removed from his shoulders. He no longer worried about being caught in the crosshairs of the woman who wasted no time in lambasting those she saw as slackers. Those worries had evaporated with the fact that her crosshairs no longer seemed to be looking for him, instead spending an inordinate amount of time on his transformed coworkers eye-catching makeup.

If Richard had his way, those two would be spending a lot of time getting to know each other, but before he could see to that, his trek homewards needed to commence.

"H-hey, I made a few too many cookies and I thought you might like so-some" Came the first words of the day from his neighbors mouth as soon as Richard entered the corridor that shared the entrances to both their apartments. She seemed to have been waiting for him.

"That's lovely, I'll gladly take these, thank you so much!" Richard wasted no time in praising the nervous woman, who could do nothing but giggle in response. The man leaned against the wall close by and began tasting them, praising and flirting with his neighbor as he did "Hey, these are amazing! Thanks again, if you ever think of anything, anything at all, which I could do to repay you for them, don't hesitate in asking"

"I-I-I-I'm glad you like them..." Was the giggly response that escaped the cookie peddling woman before she dove back inside her apartment. It was where she felt safer, despite her having been in no real danger where she had been previously.

Richard chuckled to himself as he brought the cookies with him inside of his apartment. It was tempting for him to change his cute flirt a little bit, but ultimately he had a plan for his day-job. Said plan was what he held in his mind as he marched straight at the skull he had received from the pawnshop.