Breach of Security

Orientation

The next morning, Lena was at her desk. Her head was pounding with a hangover. She was drinking the largest cup of coffee she could find. She was trying to remember what happened last night. She had managed to drink herself to blackout. She hadn't done that in years. She remembers drinking in the VIP room. She remembered some of the conversations she had with Greta. After that, she had no idea what happened.

At ten exactly, there was a knock at the door. It sounded like cannon fire to her.

"Come in." She perked up as best she could. She didn't need him seeing her like she felt. "Mr. Gratiano, thanks for coming in on a Saturday. I don't think this should take us too long."

She either has an excellent poker face, or she has no recollection of last night. I've played poker with her, she has no idea what happened last night. "It's no problem. I have nothing going on today."

She pulled out his file. "So, as we established, my ex-husband hired you. I can't say that I support his decision, but as a professional, I must admit that you are very qualified, and I know your work ethic is unquestionable. Your loyalty, however, is. Meh."

"I am a professional Major... I'm sorry, Ms. Baxter. I want to prove to you that I am here to do my job. Whatever assignment I get, I will do above and beyond your expectations."

She smiled. Maybe this isn't going to be as bad as I had thought.

"What is my first assignment?"

"Oh, fuck. I forgot about that." Maybe when he finds out, he will quit. I hope he left his last job on good terms.

"Why don't we take the tour, and then we can discuss who you will be assigned to?"

"O-kay..." he looked confused.

"Follow me." She stood up and walked out the door.

She was wearing a very revealing outfit. She had on a black leather shirt that sat high on her thighs, an emerald green low-cut, backless silk blouse, and a pair of knee-high, high-heeled boots.

He wondered if she wore it for him. Her ass looked amazing. He always had a thing for her ass. He was growing hard. He knew he should be looking if he wanted to walk normally for the rest of the day. 

She could feel his eyes on her. "This is the conference room. We do have monthly meetings. There are three separate meetings so that everyone will have an opportunity to attend. She walked further down the hall, her heels clicking on the floor, echoing through the empty hallways. Breakroom. Unless it has someone's name in it, it's fair game. I try to keep it stocked with the usual. Chips, protein bars, sports drinks, that kind of stuff. The fridge is cleaned out every Friday at the end of the working day." She turned quickly and slammed right into him.

"Watch out. Don't want to hurt yourself."

"No. That's your job," she said under her breath.

She showed him the rest of the office. They walked the halls and weaved in and out of different rooms. He stayed close behind her. He smelled her lilac perfume. It was subtle, but it smelled beautiful to him. She couldn't get enough of him. When she had slammed into him some of his cologne had transferred onto her clothes.

She showed him everything she could. She was taking her time to delay talking to him about his assignment.

They sat back down in her office. "Did you have any questions about your benefits?"

"No. I am impressed with the benefits you offer."

"We are a very lucrative business, so why not share it with the people who do the actual work?"