Audra eyes glanced at the bright yellow piece of paper stuck to the side of her laptop computer. 'Two people', the post-it note said. How could she possibly fire two people? She had hand-picked her business team, and they all worked together perfectly. She liked them, and they loved her. What would it do to morale, to lose two people? She hated having to make this decision, but it needed to be done.

 

"With power comes great responsibility." She smiled, ruefully. The choice would be made by close of business that day, and she inwardly hardened her heart to any protest. Being fair had got her a good team, but being able to handle the unpleasant components of her work had made her the boss.

 

After she had signed off on the two names of the employees that had to be let go, Audra stood in front of the bathroom mirror in the ladies restroom located down the hall from her corner office. The office was still bare of people; they'd be paying the waiter at the restaurant by now, jackets slung over their shoulders, taking that last gulp of the wine from their glasses. She had about 15 minutes before the office staff all filtered back to their desks, and the shrill rings of the phones started up again along with all the emailing and faxing of documents and proposals back and forth. Audra smiled back at her reflection, dirty blonde hair falling neatly over tailored shoulders, a pencil skirt fitting over her slim thighs. She turned to look at herself side on, the outfit finished by black high heels, their red soles flashing money as she walked past her employees. Yes, her employees. Would that ever get old? Audra pulled out the small pot of gloss from her bag, touching up the peach color on her plump lower lip. The lip that...

 

...A brief pause, and a flashback that felt like electricity, shot through her thighs. Audra immediately reached into her large purse digging for her cell phone, buried underneath organizers and folders and calendars. Leaning on the sink, she scrolled through her contact list, her manicured nails clicking against the screen. 'M'. Just the letter - a simple, single letter - and oh how it made her pussy warm. 'M'. Audra momentarily forgot all about her employees, New York clients, and her never ending inbox. Her clit was tingling, remembering. 'M'. She'd already seen her once, Tuesday, and she'd... Audra felt herself get light-headed and closed her eyes, exhaling slowly as she heard the first of her chattering colleagues walking down the corridor just outside the bathroom. She was wet. She was in need. She pressed dial.