Victoria excuses herself

The door opens and Victoria is dressed in a less striking, but still nice pantsuit. I guess she did fully change after all. She walks past me with a small smile, heading into the women’s restroom. She just smiled at me? I feel tingles down my spine. For a second I think of Mindy, though I’m not quite sure why. The meeting must have gone alright then. My fear of getting fired today seems to be evaporating quickly.

I suddenly remember the office is empty and unlocked. How many minutes do I have? I scramble. I don’t even close the door behind me. I hustle to the back corner and pull the curtain back.

It is a coat stand. That is not as thrilling as I’d hoped. But Victoria’s bags are hanging from it. Her gym bag is facing me, unzipped. Inside I see a thin piece of colorful fabric. I pick it up and recognize it as a thong. She really did change everything. She was fully naked in here, so close to my desk. I groan at the mental image.