Reckless

The boss's office was spacious, with large windows overlooking the city skyline. Chloe adjusted her skirt once more and sat down in front of his desk.

"Alright Chloe, let's take a look at what we're dealing with in Oakville," the boss said, clicking on his computer.

Suddenly, explicit moans and grunts filled the room as hardcore pornography flashed across the large screen and Chloe's face. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Oh shit," the boss muttered, frantically clicking. "Wrong file. My bad."

He switched to the correct video, clearing his throat awkwardly. The Oakville promo began playing, showing scenic shots of the town square and local businesses.

"Oakville: Where Community Comes First," a voiceover announced.

Chloe was just starting to relax when the video took an unexpected turn.

"And for adult entertainment, check out our two world-class strip clubs," the narrator continued cheerfully as footage of scantily-clad dancers gyrated on poles.

Chloe blinked in surprise. Was the boss sure this wasn’t another one of his pornos? The video went on to showcase Oakville's "clothing-optional" parks and streets. "Soak up the sun wherever you go," the voiceover said as the camera panned across nude sunbathers. Then there was something about putting "peans" in your mouth.

The promotional video ended and the boss turned to Chloe. "So that's Oakville. Strange place, I know. But they need what we're selling, see? I've scheduled your meeting with the mayor for tomorrow."

Chloe nodded, trying not to process what she'd just seen too hard. "Well, I think I... like it? They could have shown a little less but either way, I'm ready to go and make this sale happen."

A emergency lock at the door made them both jump. The boss frowned and turned the monitor towards himself. His unkempt man eyebrows furrowed.

"Damn, it's Dalton again," he growled. "That lunatic is down there swinging a bat at anyone who moves. We're locked in until security can get him under control."

Chloe felt her stomach drop. "But sir, I have to get back for another meeting this afternoon! There has to be a way out." She couldn’t wait the hour it took for the police to clear it out.

The boss considered for a moment, then his gaze fell on the large window in the room overlooking the city streets below. "Well...there is one way. But it's pretty risky."

Chloe followed his eyes and swallowed hard, realizing what he meant. They were ten stories up - a dizzying height. But she was determined to make her next appointment. She straightened her shoulders.

"I'll do it," she said firmly. "Just get that window open."

The boss looked impressed as he unlatched the window and lifted it open, letting in a gust of cool air. Chloe stepped up to the challenge, peering down at the dizzying drop. Her pencil skirt rode up as she lifted one stockinged leg to brace herself on the sill. She wasn't sure if the high heels would help or hinder her descent, but she'd have to be on her toes either way.

Taking a deep breath, Chloe swung her other leg over the ledge and began shimmying down the rough brick exterior, finding small handholds where she could. The boss watched anxiously as she slowly made her way down, her lithe form silhouetted against the building for those watching from below. Chloe tried not to look down, focusing only on her next foothold.

A few stories down, her heel slipped on a crumbling brick and she yelped, clinging desperately to a window sill and a drainpipe. She managed to regain her footing, her heart pounding. Carefully, methodically, she continued her descent, her calves burning from the strain.

At last, her shoes touched solid ground and she stumbled away from the building, catching her breath. She had made it! Straightening her disheveled skirt, Chloe hurried off to make her next appointment, leaving the boss shaking his head in amazement from his high window perch.