Chapter 11 What Happened To The Car, Annabel?

I kept pinching and pulling the gown as I made my way into the elevator, carrying my handbag in one hand. This is one of the reasons why I avoid skimpy gowns, I never feel comfortable in them. I just needed to look sexy today, hoping it will appease my Boss from taking drastic actions for my shortcomings. Since he was a jerk, interested in women’s bodies, then this should probably take his mind off my mistakes.
The snug, figure-hugging gown accentuated my every curve as it formed to my body, thanks to the supportive elastic straps. The dress seems to merge with my form, caressing me with a sensual closeness. The fabric clings to me, highlighting my most alluring curves, while the straps playfully tease and entwine, creating an alluring tension that sparks desire.
I was quite late for work today, the traffic was bad but maybe I would have made it on time if I woke up earlier. I had been up late at night and you know what they say…