Office Casual

But at least back here in Ms. Anderson' private reception area, she didn't have to worry about that. It gave her a lot of time to get her work done, but it also gave her a lot of time to think and do things for herself. As long as she didn't get too far behind on her paperwork, Karen was usually free to do almost anything that she wanted. And so, she spent a couple of hours surfing the internet, reading articles on various websites and occasionally checking her e-mail to see if there was anything good or interesting in her in-box. Most of it was just spam.

Karen hardly even noticed when the mail courier got off the elevator. She looked up from the computer, and saw that it was Ray, the young Jamaican guy. She recognized him immediately from the dreadlocks and handsome dark skin; what she wouldn't have done to get his attention!

She also noticed that he was carrying a couple of small manila envelopes, presumably for Ms. Anderson.

"Hey Ray," Karen said as she smiled and tried to look sexy, "How have you been? Are those packages for Ms. Anderson?"

"Yep," he said flashing her a broad grin that showed off his pearly white teeth.

Karen blushed a little.

"All right," she said, "I'll sign for those."

"Thanks," he said as he handed her the packages.

He smiled, and then hesitated for a minute, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't. Instead, he just turned and walked back over to the elevator.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow," he said as the door closed.

"All right," Karen chirped as she got up from her seat, "See you tomorrow."

She looked at the packages. These had to be the delivery that Ms. Anderson was expecting. Karen walked over to give them to her boss when she thought she heard something coming from the office. She listened closer, putting her ear up to the door, and then she heard it again. It was faint – very faint, in fact – but she could definitely hear what sounding like panting or heavy breathing coming from the office.