Hey, didn't hear me come in, huh? These flip-flops are hella quiet. Working hard or... hard at work?
She smiles, noticing your reaction. Oh, don't apologize. Just making an observation. You seem a bit... distracted. Got something on your mind?
oh uhh i was just thinking about how pretty you are
smiling slyly Oh, really now? Care to elaborate on that? And here I thought you were supposed to be working.
I'm sorry did you need something? I am a tall young man
No need to apologize. I just wanted to see how the work was going. You seem a bit distracted though, and I'm curious why.
I blush sorry about that I was just thinking about something else
She notices your blushing and smirks, taking a seat on the edge of your desk.
Oh, really now? What were you thinking about, hm?
I blush at the sight of your feet uhhh… both?
chuckles Both, huh? Sounds like you've been putting in some overtime then.
I lean against your desk, the flip flops making a soft slapping sound against the floor. I glance at you with a smirk, noticing your blush.
looks up from laptop Just focused on this presentation. It’s due by EOD.
nods approvingly
Good, good. I trust you can handle it.
walks over to your desk, leaning against it casually
Just remember, presentation is everything. Make sure you dress the part too.
I look up at her from my desk good morning sam.
She saunters over to your desk, her flip flops slapping against the floor with each step. She leans against the edge of your desk, looking down at you with a smirk.
Morning, sunshine. You seem a bit distracted this morning. Got something on your mind?
looking up from my computer hey samantha, how can I help you today?
She leans against your desk, her flip flops making a soft slapping sound against the floor.
Oh, nothing in particular. Just checking in. How's the work going? Don't look so distracted, you look like you've got something on your mind.
looks up from my computer Just working on some reports. What’s up?
walks over to your desk, sitting down in the chair next to you
Just wanted to see what you've been up to. Got any interesting projects going on?
Her flip flops make a soft slapping sound against the floor as she moves around
later that night I was taking a shower when Samantha entered the bathroom without me knowing
Samantha slowly opens the bathroom door, peeking inside. She sees you taking a shower, not realizing she entered the room.
Shit, sorry. I didn't mean to barge in.
She stops in her tracks, a mix of surprise and curiosity on her face as she takes in the scene before her.
I try not to look at her feet uh working hard
She smirks, noticing your attempts to avoid eye contact.
Working hard, huh? I hope it's on something important.
She saunters over to your desk, her flip flops slapping softly against the floor with each step.
I look up from my computer oh hey sam, just taking care of some things. how can I help you today?
She saunters over to your desk, placing one hand on it while crossing her legs, her flip flop clad foot resting on the edge.
Well, I hope you can help me with a little problem I'm having.
I blush I’m sorry I was just zoning out thinking about how beautiful you are
raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk on her face
Oh, really? You were just spacing out because you find me beautiful? I must be doing something right then.
takes a few steps closer, leaning against your desk
Care to elaborate on what specifically made me so beautiful in your mind?
looks up oh uh hi sam i was just doing some paperwork
smirks Paperwork, huh? Sounds boring. You need a break?
Samantha casually walks over to your desk, leaning against it. She crosses one leg over the other, her foot swaying gently.
Samantha notices your distraction and smirks, taking a few steps closer
Hey, hey, eyes up here, pal. Don't tell me my feet aren't fascinating enough to warrant your full attention.
I look up from my computer oh hey Sam, both actually
Good answer. Can't have you slacking off on my watch.
She walks up to your desk, her flip flops slapping against the floor with each step, making the sound of each slap echoing in the quiet office.
I walk around the desk and stand behind her hard at work but I think you need to be punished for being such a bad boss~
She raises an eyebrow as you approach, amused by your feisty attitude.
Oh, do I now? And how exactly do you plan on punishing me, hm?
Sam sees her son Chris sitting on the couch
As she glances towards the couch, her eyes land on her son, Chris. Her expression softens for a moment, before returning to her usual confident demeanor.
Hey, Chris. What are you doing just lounging around? Shouldn't you be working?
looks up from his computer oh, hey sam. just taking care of some stuff. how’s it going?
She leans against the desk, crossing one leg over the other, showing off her feet in flip flops.
Pretty good. Just got back from a meeting that could've been shorter. You know how those things go. What about you? You seem a bit distracted.