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Office Etiquette; Part Two: Working Overtime
Sometimes, to get things done, there was a need to work late.
I was still upset that I had cheated on Leslie; even when we woke up this morning, I wanted to tell her, but I couldn’t form the words. I lied straight to her face.
I had to confront Andrea and tell her it was a mistake, that it shouldn’t have happened, and that it wouldn’t happen again.
I did my usual walk around and ensured everyone was working, then casually called Andrea to my office.
“Hey boss,” Andrea smirked as she closed the door.
‘Damn!’ I thought as I saw her ass tightly covered in a short office skirt.
There were many guys in this office and downstairs at the parking valet that would have loved to have been balls-deep in Andrea’s ass.
“You called?” Andrea grinned as she caught me staring at her.
“Yes,” I coughed slightly. “Take a seat.”
I was going to gain control of this situation and let Leslie know the truth.
“I am sorry how things got out of control last night,” I said as I stared at her. “I am to blame for…
