Helen looked up at the time. The day was dragging along. “I can help you,” she said to the next customer in line. As much as she hated this job, she loved the paycheck as well as the room for advancement. She applied her fake banker smile as the next man approached.
“Deposit,” the tall man said.
“Of course,” Helen smiled.
‘Two more hours,’ she thought to herself.
One after the other, she served the banks, customers until Rodney, the branch manager, closed the doors. The final customer left. All that was left was to count the money, secure the safe, and she was free for the weekend. No working Saturday for her.
“Enjoy your weekend,” Sally said. Sally was one of her co-workers. Helen only nodded. Her weekend consisted of visiting an old friend.
“I will,” Helen replied. She got in her car and headed for the airport. Her bag had been already packed, and her flight itinerary was on her phone. She was all set to go.
Everything went to plan. Helen had got to the airport on time. Her luggage got checked in, and she went through the security lines without any problems.
She sat looking out at the tarmac, awaiting her plane. Her mind drifted to seeing Jackie. A friend she hadn’t seen since High School. Back then, they were inseparable. They often tricked people into believing they were sisters.
After High School, things changed. Jackie’s parents filed for divorce, Jackie sided with her father, which wasn’t a surprise seeing how her mother was a drinker. He took Jackie to the other end of the continent.
They had tried to stay in contact, but as usual, things didn’t happen as planned. Now almost thirteen years later, social media had brought them together. They had been chatting online for just over a year.
The sound of the lady announcing her flight number brought Helen back to reality. She gathered her one carry on and boarded the plane. She sat next to a plump man who insisted on telling her the ins and outs of life insurance. Helen nodded her head throughout the flight until the man turned over and fell asleep. Helen took the chance to catch a few winks herself, seeing as it was a long trip. She felt like she hardly got a few moments of sleep in when the seat belt chime went off.
“Ma’am,” the stewardess said as she lightly woke Helen up. “Please fasten your seatbelt.”
Helen nodded as she tried to wake up. She looked at the time she had slept for two hours. Helen pulled the seat belt across her lap and fastened it. As she looked at her top, two of her buttons had been unclasped. Helen knew she buttoned them up because the man had been staring at her chest. She looked over at him. He smiled back at her.
The chime went off again, letting them know they were about to descend. Helen gave the man a cold stare as she clasped the buttons back. The landing went smooth. As she left, she gave the pilots and staff a handshake.
For most people, a large airport like this one would be intimidating, but Helen was used to large airports. She looked up at the signs and followed them. She grabbed her bags from the luggage claim and looked for her friend.
Jackie had changed since High School. Her profile picture showed blonde hair instead of the brown hair she had in High School. Helen looked over the crowd at the exit.
“Over here!” a lady screamed.
Helen turned to see Jackie sporting blazing red hair. “You changed your hair,” Helen said as she walked towards her friend.
“Thought it was time,” Jackie said. She led Helen out of the airport and towards a convertible sports car. “Thanks,” Jackie said to the police officer who had been standing beside it.
“I thought you weren’t supposed to park there,” Helen said as they pulled away.
“You’re not supposed to,” Jackie winked. Her bright green eyes showed a hint of mischief. Helen shook her head. Jackie had always been the one to bend the rules.
Helen relaxed as the California sun crossed her face. She took a good look at her friend. Jackie had changed a lot. She was no longer the tall, skinny brown-haired nerdy girl. Now she had blossomed into a full woman.
“You like?” Jackie said as she bounced her boobs. “Opted for the full package.”
“You mean?” Helen asked.
“Of course. You didn’t think I went from being flat chested to having these monsters since High School, did you?” Jackie laughed.
“Well,” Helen said.
“Nope, got them bolted on, as some people would say,” Jackie laughed. “Best thing I ever did.”
“Really,” Helen said, staring at the giant boobs attached to her friend’s chest. She could see it now. They didn’t bounce or jiggle as the car moved.
“Touch them,” Jackie said.
“What, No, I mean I can’t,” Helen said, shaking her head as the city streets turned into sand and sea.
“Sure, you can,” Jackie said, pulling Helen’s hand to her chest.
“Wow,” Helen said, giving them a slight squeeze. “They don’t feel hard or plastic like I expected.”
“The best thing is, they are ultra-sensitive around the nipples,” Jackie winked. “That’s why I got them pierced.”
“Jackie!” Helen said, retracting her hand.
“What?” Jackie shrugged. “That’s not the only thing I got pierced,” Jackie said as she looked down.
“No!” Helen laughed, covering her mouth.
“Uh-huh,” Jackie smiled. “Moment he puts his cock in, instant satisfaction.”
“Jackie!”
“Well, you know how guys are they couldn’t find it if there were a neon light attached. Might as well give them something to guide them.”
Helen nodded.
“Here we are,” Jackie said as she turned into a driveway.
Jackie lived right on the beach. Helen looked at the large house. “This is all you?”
“Yup,” Jackie smiled. “I do have a roommate, but I bought it full out. It’s all mine now.”
They walked into the large building with glass and mirrors everywhere. The white marble floor was clean and flawless. “Make yourself at home,” Jackie said. “I have to check my messages.”
Helen walked around the place. “You must be Helen,” a voice said, scaring her. She turned to see a tall skinny black man.
“Yes,” Helen said, introducing herself.
“I am Rupert,” the man introduced himself.
“Yes, Jackie said she had a roommate.”
“Roommate?” Rupert laughed. “That’s a new one. I am her butler, servant, slave!” he shouted.
“I can hear you,” Jackie replied.
Jackie came back down the stairs. She wore a beach skirt and a bikini top that barely held her monsters in check. “He is not my slave,” Jackie said, placing her hand on Rupert’s shoulders. “I will literally die if I didn’t have this man in my life.”
“Yes, you would,” Rupert smiled. “I will get lunch started.”
“Lunch?” Helen asked.
“Time change dear,” Jackie smiled.
“Oh yeah,” Helen nodded. She looked at the time on her phone. It was like she had never left work. “That will take some time to get used to.”
“Get changed,” Jackie said, looking at her. “Seriously who wears pantsuits anymore? Are you running for president?”
“No,” Helen said, feeling a bit embarrassed. “I like them.”
“Okay,” Jackie shook her head. “I hope you brought some beach attire.”
Helen nodded. “Go up the stairs, third door on the right,” Jackie said as she lowered sunglasses over her eyes.
Helen’s guest room was huge compared to her small bedroom at home. The bed alone couldn’t fit inside her place back home. She quickly got changed and headed downstairs. Rupert pointed the way out to the large pool.
“What you think?” Jackie said as she stood on the balcony.
The view was incredible. Helen looked down the small hill towards the beach. She could see people playing on the sand. The pool was crystal blue.
“What do you do?” Helen asked.
“I told you,” Jackie shrugged as she took a seat on one of the pool chairs.
“Entertainment,” Helen said. “But what kind?”
Jackie glanced over her sunglasses. “We have to get you better clothing,” she said, looking at the one piece that Helen had on.
“What’s wrong with it?” Helen said. She had spent hours shopping for a bathing suit.
“It’s plain,” Jackie said, sitting upright.
Helen had picked the baby blue colour because she thought it looked good against her pale skin. “I like it,” Helen said defensively.
“Okay,” Jackie shrugged, laying back down.
“Jackie!” a tall white male said as he came around the corner.
“Dillon,” Jackie smiled.
“You must be Helen,” Dillon said, smiling through perfectly white teeth. He took a seat next to Jackie.
“Yes,” Helen said as she pulled one of the towels across her body.
“Relax,” Jackie said. “Dillon here is my neighbor.”
Helen remembered the way that they had come. She didn’t remember any houses nearby.
“Across,” Dillon said. He pointed across the highway behind the house. There were houses on the hill.
“Oh,” Helen said.
“She is from Ft Lauderdale, Florida,” Jackie interjected as if she was defending her dumb friend.
Helen sunk back in her chair.
“I have been there, once or twice,” Dillon said. Not only did he have perfect teeth, but he had the body to match. Well sculpted arms with perfect abs to go with them. “Not a place I would like to live.”
“I like it,” Helen said. She realized she had said that many times already.
“I know,” Jackie said as if she was getting tired of hearing the same excuse.
“Drinks?” Rupert said as he brought a tray of tall glasses with brightly coloured liquids inside.
“What are they?” Helen asked.
Dillon laughed as he looked at her. Jackie shot him a glance that shut him up. “May I see you,” Jackie smiled at her friend.
Helen walked behind Jackie feeling like the scolded puppy following its owner. “Are you okay?” Jackie asked as they got to the side of the house.
“I think I am just tired,” Helen said.
“Okay,” Jackie nodded. “I want you to have fun out here. We only have a few days so relax. Live a little.”
Helen nodded. “I think I will go lay down. Hopefully, I will feel better later.”
Jackie nodded. Helen went inside and headed for her room. She put her head down on the pillows and quickly drifted to sleep.
Helen awoke to a loud laugh. Slowly she got up and headed down the stairs. “We have guests,” Rupert said as he passed her on his way to the pool.
“Morning sunshine,” Jackie said. Dillon was still at her side, along with four other men and three women. Helen nodded. Still feeling a bit tired from her nap. The sun had gone down, and the night sky was filled with stars.
“Take a jump in the pool,” one of the women said. “That always clears my jet lag.”
Helen realized she was still wearing her bathing suit. Feeling like she had nothing else to lose. She dived into the pool. The water instantly woke her up as she emerged on the other side.
“Thanks,” Helen said, pulling herself out of the pool.
“Wow,” one of the men said. “They are natural.”
“I told you,” Jackie nodded.
“What?” Helen asked as she sat down on one of the pool chairs.
“Your boobs,” one of the other women replied. “They were commenting on your breasts.”
“Oh,” Helen said as she tried to cover her chest.
“Don’t be shy,” the last woman said.
Helen shrugged the towel off and let them stare. After all, she was on vacation. Jackie smiled. Rupert came along with some drinks, and they all began to get acquainted.
There was Dillon, Mark, Jeff, and Leon that made up the guys. Debra, Cathy, Karen made up the women.
“Okay,” Karen said, sporting bleach blonde hair and ample bosom that were obviously cosmetic due to their immense size. “Truth or dare or a drinking game?”
“No drinking games,” Cathy said, shaking her head. “Last time that happened I thought I would have to go to the hospital.”
“Truth or Dare it is,” Jackie smiled, holding up her drink.
Helen was feeling a bit on the tipsy side from whatever was in the drinks. She barely understood the rules but decided to play along anyway.
The first round went quickly. Everyone picked Truth. Leon had asked her the size of her bra, which of course, got a couple of hisses from the women. Helen proudly told him and satisfied his curiosity. The next round came quickly, at it was Karen’s turn to ask Helen a question.
“When was the last time you did anything sexual?”
Everyone turned to look at her as she sipped on her pink-coloured drink. Helen coughed and thought for a few.
“Seriously?” Jackie looked over at her. “It’s been that long?”
Helen shrugged. “Two.”
“Okay,” Karen nodded. “Two days, not that bad.”
“No,” Helen shook her head. “Years.”
“What?” Dillon shouted.
“Gave one of the guys a blowjob at the office party,” Helen said proudly.
“Years?” Jackie shook her head. “And it was a blowjob?”
“When was the last time you had sex?” Cathy asked.
“Fuck that,” Jackie sat up, holding her knees together as she looked over at her friend. “When was the last time you got fucked?”
Again, everyone had their eyes on Helen. Helen thought carefully about it. “Oh, come on?” Jackie shouted.
“When was the last time for you?” Helen shouted back.
“Just over an hour ago,” Jackie said. “With Dillon before everyone came over.”
“Oh, I didn’t know you two….” Helen began to say.
“We aren’t,” Dillion said. “We just fucked. No strings attached.”
“This morning,” Debra said, smiling. “The delivery guy was good looking,” she shrugged.
“Oh,” Helen said, shaking her head.
“What?” Jackie asked.
“Nothing,” Helen replied defensively. “I just couldn’t do that.”
“Because sex is supposed to be with someone you love?” Jeff laughed.
“Yeah,” Helen replied.
“Who says?” Cathy replied.
“I fucked a guy on the plane when I went to go visit my husband,” Karen admitted looking at Helen as if she had just said that she had made popcorn.
“Did you tell him?” Helen asked.
“No,” Karen shook her head, laughing. “Why should I? He doesn’t tell me when he fucks his secretary or any of the other women he takes to his bed.”
Jackie got up and sat next to her friend. “Why do you think sex or fucking. Is such a marvelous thing?”
Helen looked at her friend. The two had shared everything in High School. She looked over at the others. “Fuck them,” Jackie said as she rolled her eyes. “Just the two of us.”
“Because it is,” Helen shrugged. That’s what she had always known.
“You asked earlier what did I do for a living. To afford this house and the cars,” Jackie said. Helen nodded. Deep down, she feared the answer. “I am an escort.”
“High-priced hooker,” Mark replied.
“No,” Jackie replied. “Some clients just want arm candy when they go places.”
“Some just want someone to pretend to be their wife at a family get together,” Cathy said.
Jackie nodded. “And some want to be fucked in ways their stuck-up wives or husbands will not do. Or won’t allow.”
Karen nodded. “Do you really think the porn industry would be as big as it is. If the storylines came from one of those books you find in a grocery store?”
Helen shook her head. She wasn’t that naïve. “Right,” Karen shook her head. “The average marriage lasts eight years. The average time they stay loyal to each other is far less.”
Helen shook her head. “I’m not waiting for marriage.”
“Well, you have been looking at Leon since you got out here,” Jackie smiled.
Helen looked at her friend with wide eyes. She didn’t think anyone had noticed. Leon was a good-looking man with dark skin and a muscular body. “Go over there and give him a blow job,” Jackie said.
“Don’t worry about the whole big dick thing. It is just a rumor,” Cathy nodded.
“I couldn’t,” Helen said.
“Because we are watching?” Debra asked.
“Yes, and I have just met him,” Helen said.
“Oh,” Cathy said. “This is the first I am meeting anyone here. I am the new girl on the payroll at Jackie’s job.”
Helen watched as she reached over, grabbing Jeff’s crotch. In an instant, her head was bouncing up and down on his hard dick. Helen was surprised that no one thought anything of it. “Okay,” Jackie said. “I dare you to.”
Helen looked at Leon, who had a big smile on his face. ‘I’m on vacation,’ she said to herself. She took a long hard swig of her drink, emptying its contents.
Helen slowly walked over to him then knelt between his legs. ‘I can do this,’ she said to herself as he pulled his dick out. ‘See it’s no bigger than the last one,’ she took it in her hand then lowered her head.
It began to swell in her hand as she licked the tip. Then she opened her mouth and closed her eyes, and she guided it between her lips.
“It’s not a frigging lollipop,” Jackie said as she pushed Helen’s head down on it. Leon’s hard dick pushed its way down her mouth and hit the back of her throat.
Helen tried to pull her head up off it. Jackie’s hand stopped her. “Take it all the way down,” Jackie said. Helen tried to open her mouth more to accommodate the growing penis in her mouth.
‘Rumor my ass,’ she thought as it increased in size. Finally, Jackie let go of her head, and she sprung up for air.
“Bitch!” Helen yelled. Wiping her eyes and the spit from her mouth.
“Yes,” Jackie nodded. She leaned over and took Leon’s dick down to the base with ease. “Do it,” she said as she got back up.
Helen breathed heavily before attempting again. This time she got more down than her last attempt. She felt proud of herself. She did it repeatedly.
Helen began to love the feeling of the pulsing cock in her mouth. Leon began to moan loud as she bounced her head up and down faster and deeper each time. As she got the hang of it, she felt someone behind her. The thin material of her one-piece bathing suit was pulled to the side as a tongue began to lap at her pussy.
Helen looked back to see Debra’s hair. Helen had never had anyone lick her before the feeling was intense. She began to push backwards on Debra’s face.
“You’re not finished with this yet,” Leon said as he pulled Helen’s face back to his big cock. She immediately opened her mouth to take it inside. Leon slapped it against her outstretched tongue.
“Ask for it,” he said as he hit her tongue then her face with his cock.
Helen looked at him. She did want it. She wanted it in her mouth. She wanted to feel it cum.
“I want your dick,” she said. She let out a small moan as Debra’s tongue flicked against her clit. Helen leaned forward.
“Beg for it,” Leon said, slapping her across the face with his dick.
“Please,” Helen moaned.
Leon laughed as he stood up. Helen opened her mouth as he pushed it deep inside. This time he grabbed her head and began fucking her mouth. He was fucking her head so hard she thought she was going to throw up.
Helen could feel his fingers gripping her head tightly as he fucked her mouth with his dick. The combination of Debra and Leon was making her cum. She held onto Leon tightly. Just as she was coming down, she felt him stop. He pushed and held himself inside her mouth.
Helen had always spit out the cum whenever she gave anyone a blow job. This time she couldn’t. He held her head tightly as he came into her mouth. She quickly swallowed as he released her. His long dick fell out of her mouth, and she looked up at him as she wiped the saliva from her mouth.
“Well,” Jackie smiled. She was giving Dillon a hand job.
“I want more,” Helen said. She had never felt this horny before. She wanted something inside her, and she wanted it now.
Jeff was quick to jump up. His dick was already hard.
“Sit,” Helen said, pushing him back onto the deck chair. She straddled him with her back towards him. Slowly she lowered herself onto his hard dick.
Helen braced herself by putting her hands on Jeff’s knees. She bounced up and down on him. The others began to make out with each other as she bounced up and down faster. He reached around and grabbed her big bouncing boobs.
Helen bounced harder the more he played with her tits. He squeezed them hard. “Fuck,” Jeff said as he announced he was cumming.
Helen quickly turned around, falling to her knees between his lap. She lowered the top half of her bathing suit then slapped her big tits around his cock. She bounced them up and down as he leaned back. It didn’t take long for him to cum. It shot upward from between them. Helen quickly licked the cum off her boobs.
Helen looked at the rest. Dillon was fucking Cathy. Mark was getting fucked by Jackie, who had a giant strap-on. Debra and Cathy were on the wet floor in a sixty-nine position. Karen was in the pool wiping what looked like cum from her hair. She looked around for Leon but quickly got the answer as he turned her head around violently.
“Bend over,” he ordered.
Helen didn’t wait to be told again. She quickly got on all fours, putting her face against the cold, wet floor. She looked at Karen, who was getting out of the pool.
Helen moaned as Leon entered her from behind. He grabbed her hips and began fucking her hard. “Fuck me,” Helen yelled loudly.
Karen picked her head up off the floor. Helen knew what the woman wanted from her as she lay down under her head. Helen had never licked or tasted another woman before. She lowered her head down between Karen’s legs.
She began licking the inside of her, finding her swollen clit. “That’s it,” Karen said, pushing down on Helen’s head.
Helen pushed her finger inside as she tried to keep herself steady. Leon gripped her hips tighter as he fucked her harder. Helen flicked her tongue against Karen’s clit. She heard a stifled moan. She could see that Jeff had gotten up from Karen’s legs, and Karen had his dick in her mouth.
Helen continued to lick and fuck Karen’s pussy with her tongue and fingers. She felt Leon pull his cock out of her. She looked back to see his dick shooting cum down on her ass and across her back.
Karen crept away from Helen as Jeff got behind her. The two began to fuck right in front of her. Helen smiled as she stood up. She peeled the rest of her bathing suit off, then jumped into the pool.
She surfaced and swam to the side. Jackie dived in and met her. “You were right,” Helen nodded.
“I know,” Jackie smiled.
“I missed you,” Helen nodded.
“I know that too,” Jackie nodded.
The two began to kiss. Jackie pushed Helen back against the side of the pool. Helen relinquished herself to her friend.
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Helen waved at her friends as she got into the security line. They had shown her the best time she could remember. This time when she sat down in her seat, she sat in the aisle. There was a couple that took the other two seats.
As the plane took off, Helen could hear their conversation through her earbuds. It seemed that his wife wasn’t happy about something he had done during their stay. He rolled his eyes at her as she turned away from him.
Helen smiled as she caught him looking down at her cleavage. She wasn’t wearing her usual conservative attire. She had decided she wasn’t going to be the same prudish Helen anymore. She was dressed in a crop top tied around her neck, which showed a lot of her cleavage.
One of the stewardesses walked past them. “Excuse me,” the lady said in an angry voice. “Can I get a blanket please.”
The stewardess nodded. “Can I get one too?” Helen asked kindly.
The lady threw her blanket over herself. Plugged her earbuds into her ears and turned her back towards her husband. He shook his head at her. Helen smiled. She placed her blanket over her lap and his as she leaned against him. “You won’t mind if we share?”
“No,” he said, his eyes not looking at her but the deep valley that was her cleavage.
“Good,” Helen smiled. She pulled on one of the straps of her top just enough to give him a better view.
He looked back at his wife, who was sleeping or pretending to sleep to avoid talking to her husband. His hand reached forward to touch Helen’s chest. Helen shook her head. She took his hand and guided it under the blanket. He took the hint and slid his hand up her short jean skirt.
He quickly pushed her panties to the side and began to finger her. Helen looked over the man’s shoulder and smiled at his wife.
Helen remembered what Karen had said about loyalty. She pushed her hands down and took his dick out from the zipper. The two of them stared at each other as they pleasured each other.
“How close are we?” the lady said, breaking the party.
“I don’t know,” the man replied.
Helen took her hand off his dick and turned her back to him as they began to argue. She had gotten what she wanted. It wasn’t Helen’s fault that his wife had stopped her before she had gotten him off.
He tried other attempts to get Helen’s attention, but she pretended she was asleep. It took him a while, but he eventually gave up.
Helen quickly gathered her things as the plane landed. The man tried to talk to her and even slipped a paper into her bag. Helen smiled, and as they got off the aircraft, she threw the paper in the trash.
When Helen got home and unpacked, she looked at her clothes neatly hanging in her walk-in closet. She stood there for a few moments before shaking her head. She left the room only to return with a large black bag.
*********
As Helen entered the bank on Monday, the few people there turned their heads as she walked across the floor. Helen couldn’t help but smile.
Instead of her usual dull grey or blue pantsuit. She was wearing a tanned brown skirt that came down to her knees, a white button shirt with the two top buttons unbuttoned, showing a slight amount of cleavage, with brown calf-high boots. She had also retouched her hair with a darker shade of brown than usual.
Rodney turned with his mouth agape. “Hi Helen,” he finally said as she entered the passcode to open the door to get behind the counter.
“Rodney,” Helen quietly said. She took her till and punched her password into the computer. He still stared at her as she sat down. “Rodney? The door?” Helen said, motioning at the people waiting to get in.
Rodney’s eyes finally left Helen as he moved towards the door. Helen shook her head. Sally sat next to Helen as the customers began to come in. “What happened to you? You are usually the first one in,” she asked.
Helen smiled. “Didn’t feel the need.”
“Hi,” the man said as he looked over the counter.
“Hi,” Helen replied. “How can I help you?”
The customer stood still as he stared at her cleavage. “Sir,” Helen said again.
“Oh,” the man said. “Deposit please.”
Helen smiled. She began to think that she might have overdone it by unbuttoning the two buttons. After the man left, she buttoned one of them back.
The rest of the day went smoothly. Most of the regular clients loved the new look. From the makeup, she was wearing to the recent wet look she had in her hair. Helen felt much better about herself than she had in a long while.
“Going to lunch,” Helen said as she passed Rodney’s office.
“Can I join you?” Rodney asked.
“I don’t think Marge would like that,” Helen replied. Mentioning Rodney’s jealous wife.
“Oh, yes you’re right,” Rodney said, sitting back down.
Helen shook her head. She walked across the small shopping centre towards her usual lunch place. The little bell rang as she opened the door.
“That must be my beautiful Helen,” a voice said from the back.
The other customers laughed. Andre was always calling Helen something different each day she entered. Most of the regular customers had gotten used to it. Andre came from the back with his back to Helen. “I know the usual,” he said with his thick Jamaican accent.
“Actually,” Helen said. “I will try the jerk chicken sandwich today.”
Andre turned to face her. He eyed her up and down. “Well,” he said.
“That’s it?” Helen asked, smiling at him.
“You were already a goddess in my eyes, this just adds to it.”
Helen blushed. He had always had that effect on her. From the day the small island store opened, and she walked through the door. Andre had done everything to make her feel on cloud nine. “May we talk?” Helen asked.
“Of course,” Andre said as he told one of the other workers to take over.
Andre walked behind the counter to the back room and came out the side door. Helen took her usual seat in the back. She watched Andre ask some of the customers if everything was to their liking. She loved that about him. He was always making sure others were happy. He had taken a small island menu and made it a big hit.
“What is it today? What can I help my most valuable customer with?” he said as he sat down.
Helen looked at him with his perfect smile. His dark skin and those strong looking arms. “A date,” Helen said. One thing she had learned from her short time with Jackie. If she wanted something, she must go for it without hesitation.
Andre laughed then stopped as he saw the serious look on her face. “You’re serious?”
“Absolutely,” Helen nodded as the other co-worker brought her the sandwich. “Thank you,” she replied. Still looking over the table at Andre.
“I have asked you many times. What’s changed?” he asked.
Helen told him about her visit to California to see her friend. She left out many of the sordid details. She said she was tired of being the boring person she once was and how she was embracing the person she was becoming.
“Tomorrow,” he said as he stood up.
Helen nodded. “I will pick you up.”
“Where will be going?” he asked as he looked down on her.
“Anywhere you want,” Helen smiled. Andre laughed. Helen motioned him closer. “As long as at the end of the night, these boots get wrapped around your neck,” she whispered.
Andre looked down at the boots. “We might not go anywhere at all then.”
“Sounds even better to me,” Helen smiled as she got up. She unbuttoned a few buttons giving Andre something to look at as she walked away.
When Helen exited the building, a man walked past her to enter. He caught a glimpse of her cleavage. He turned around sharply to avoid Helen catching him in the act. He slammed his head against the door. Helen shook her head as she headed back to work. She lowered her sunglasses over her eyes and smiled.
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