Massage room VIP pass!

The card Lisa handed you was a VIP pass to the massage room. You remember overhearing some guys talking about it over lunch. It's apparently a really nice spa that's usually reserved for executives and impressing important clients. You sigh and lean back in the big chair. What a crazy morning. A nice relaxing massage sounds perfect.

After booking a basic massage appointment for the end of the day, the other options were stuff you’ve never heard of, you continue with your work. Lisa sends a message that she is in meetings for the rest of the day, so you have time to catch up on some work. You can’t help but be a little nervous and a little excited about the future. The pay bump will of course be nice. Right now you are on the very bottom, so this promotion should do wonders for your meager paycheck. Also, working officially as Lisa’s assistant will be nice too. She sure was acting strangely today. Is she really into you? Your mind wanders…

You imagine Lisa sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to ravage her. She crosses her long legs playfully, giving you a brief glimpse of her exposed crotch. Your eyes slowly move up her body, taking her all in. The black negligee caressing her athletic body barely hides her erect nipples. The sheer dress is the only thing between you and her fully naked body. From the sultry look on her face, framed by her beautiful dark brown hair, she’s practically begging you to rip it off of her. You can’t say no to those piercing eyes of hers.

You are snapped out of your fantasy daydream by raised voices down the hall. It seems that the news of the new corporate policy has made its way through the office. Most of the men look uneasy, and some of the newer hires are panicking.

“So half of us are gonna be fucking gone, just like that? They can’t do that!”

“I don’t know the details, that’s just the rumor. It’s probably just made up to scare us.”

“They’ll just transfer us to another division, right? Right? I can’t lose this job.”

You decide to leave a bit early and avoid the chaos. Plus, you’re sure they won’t be pleased with you if they find out that you’re not getting fired and are in fact getting a promotion.

It doesn’t take long to get to the VIP spa. The elevator takes you right there, after swiping Lisa’s pass of course. You wonder if she has multiple passes for this place. With her promotion, she must get all sorts of perks. Well, if anyone deserves it, she does. Doing Mr. Smith’s job for so long without any credit finally paid off for her. And you.

Ding!

The elevator doors slide open and you find yourself suddenly in a luxury spa. It’s quite the contrast from the dull offices on the other floors. The soft music and lighting have you feeling relaxed already. The woman at the reception looks at you strangely until you pull out your VIP card and say you have an appointment. I guess I don’t look like an executive or a rich client. Maybe I can get some better clothes with my extra income. She escorts you to a small waiting room, and explains that you’re a bit early so the masseuse is still setting up the room. You thank her and take a seat in the very nice leather chair and enjoy the view. This place must be almost all the way at the top of the tower. You wonder if you’ll get a nice office with a view. Raised voices from back in the reception room catch your attention.

“That fukin bitch fucked er way to the top I just know it!” The angry man slurs his words, he sounds drunk.

“Sir, please calm down.” The lady at the reception pleads with him.

“I worked here for twenty four fucking years. I deserve a proper send off, not some new bitch who doesn’t know what she’s doing.” The man sounds familiar but you can’t quite picture who it is.

“I’m sorry Mr. Smith, Natasha is booked with another client right now. I assure you all of our girls are very skilled.” Your heart drops. That’s why his voice is familiar, it’s your boss who never showed up for work and who Lisa is replacing. And to make matters worse, you’re pretty sure Natasha is the masseuse you are booked with…

"Who? Tell them I'll pay them for their appointment. If this is my last time, I want Natasha, and no one else."

"Sir, I'm not sure that's..."

The receptionist sounds frustrated. You could solve this problem by coming out and volunteering to swap masseuses. Would Mr. Smith even recognize you? He only saw you once on the day you were hired after all. If he did and he knows you'll be working for Lisa as her assistant, he might turn his drunken anger on you.