I met Amy last summer. She was one of the new hires in our department and it was part of my job to teach them the ropes.
Now, my girlfriend had broken up with me earlier that year for working long hours and, in her defence, being a bit emotionally withdrawn. After the breakup, I started working even longer hours partially to take my mind off the whole matter and because I actually love the job.
Amy was a 27 year old -11 years my junior- blonde bombshell. Her eyes were hazel sitting on top of a cute pointy nose. Her hourglass figure perfectly matched her long legs. She had c-cup breasts, usually hidden under slightly tight blouses. And every once in a while, our eyes would meet and one could tell there was something there. She was smart and a hard worker. Often times, matching my own hours. Two months into the job, she was still one of the few newbies who kept working late alongside me.
One late night, she came into my office to ask me to check her work. I didn’t need to leave the office and go to her desk, I just needed to log out and log back in using her account. I asked her for her info and she came behind the desk to type in her username and password.