The next evening, the office was quiet once again. Most employees had left by 6 PM. By 9:30, only Victoria’s corner office remained lit.
Lila stood nervously in front of Victoria’s desk. She had worn a fitted black blouse and a slightly shorter pencil skirt than usual, just like Victoria had requested. Her heart was racing.
Victoria rose from her chair and walked around the desk slowly, like a predator approaching prey. She was wearing a deep red silk blouse that clung to her full breasts and a tight black skirt that showed off her long legs.
“You came,” Victoria said, her voice low and pleased. “I wasn’t sure if you would.”
“I couldn’t stop thinking about last night,” Lila admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I barely slept.”
Victoria smiled and stopped right in front of her.
