Puzzles at Training

Part 3: Puzzles at Training

Man, this training seminar is boring!

I know I have to be here, but I already did this same course, working for a different company before the 2 companies merged. Being in another state means I had to fly out here last night and now I'm stuck in this classroom all day. At least I found a decent seat up near the back where I can check my emails and maybe get a few other things done.

> New Email Alert. From: Octavia Re: Bored?

> I missed you last night and hate that you are stuck there for a worthless training course when you could be home with me. Would you like something to keep your brain active?

> Solve some puzzles to win your prizes.

> Svok nv, R'n hl slimb.

We both love puzzles, so why the hell not! This one should be pretty easy.

A simple substitution cypher and the "R'n" is a big clue because there are not too many short words with 2 letters split by an apostrophe. "I'd" & "I'm" spring to mind, so I do some quick scribbling and finish with a grin. A basic reverse substitution cypher. A is Z, B is Y all the way through.

I reply to her email with the solution "Help me, I'm so horny."

a few moments later a Chat request pops up :

>Octavia: You poor darling, that must be so hard when you are stuck in a training session like that.

>Me: Hahahahaha

>Octavia: Would like another Puzzle?

>Me: Sure

A Soduku pops up in the chat

It's a fairly complex one with 4 of the boxes circled.

As I'm getting through it another chat pops up

>Octavia: would you date me?

>Me: of course.

>Blank. Nothing. No response. She's read the message, she's still online...

I leave it and go back to the puzzle. 0, 3, 1, 2. The 4 circled digits.

>Me: 0,3,1,2

>Octavia: :(

ok, there's something I'm missing. Wait, date! Our wedding Anniversary.

>Me: I'll date you. 03/12

>Octavia: :)

>Popup Message: Octavia is video calling you. [Accept] or [Decline].

I check and make sure my laptop is muted, then press [Accept].

>Me: I've got no sound.

Octavia gives me a thumbs up then blows me a kiss. But not just a quick peck, this is a slow and sensual kiss where she lingers. Staring at me from the screen.

I get a chance to take in the whole scene. She's wearing what you might call a pretty summer dress if it was even 6 inches longer, but this is so short, it's cranked up to hot! Shoestring straps, a deep cleavage, and from memory it unzips straight from top to bottom.

She's also not in her office. She's in the bedroom. The laptop must be on the dresser and she's sitting on the chair, with the bed behind her. I surreptitiously blow her a kiss back and make sure my mic is muted. I don't need to bore her with the useless training too.

She mouths that it's time for question number 2 and then blows me a kiss & stands up. She moves the chair aside and slowly, languidly unzips the dress. First, her white lace-clad breasts are exposed, leaning into the camera. Then she turns, showing me her back as she zips the front of the dress all the way down to the hem.

She turns further and I get a profile view of her as the straps drop down past her biceps and the dress falls to the floor in a brightly patterned puddle. Her panties are cut high over the hip, and as she turns her back, I see it's a sexy white g-string, but where the sides and the back meet is a small section of gold latticed lace. It's very sexy and shows off her fabulous curved ass cheeks to the max.

She spins back to face the camera again but steps forward before I can see the front of the panties. I can just see neck to waist, but the focus for once is not the curve and shape of stunning breasts, but on a bunch of writing across her abdomen.

She strikes the perfect pose, with just a hint of the lace on the bottom edge of the bra and the top of the panties, but a full frame of her waist with writing that might red sharpie or more likely lipstick or some sort of body paint. She snaps a freeze-frame and leaves me with the next puzzle, written there on her flesh.

How hot am I? F

How do I answer that??

>Me: a 10

Nothing.

>Me: 11/10

No response.

It's a puzzle, not a guessing game...

How hot? And a random F. Maybe F for Fahrenheit?

Wait a minute. We'd recently had a new aircon unit installed in the bedroom, and it was initially installed with the temperature showing in Fahrenheit! It also had the option to be controlled remotely via an app installed on my phone. I carefully pull out my phone and check the settings, waiting a full agonising minute for it to fully synchronise. The room is set to 20.5°C. That's a very odd number. A quick google gave me the conversion: 68.9°F

Close enough.

>Me: 69?

>Octavia: :) sure, sounds like fun...

The video restarts and she is back, live, but facing away from the camera. Her bra is on but undone, hanging open at the back. She turns and flashes some deep cleavage before turning to the side and letting the bra fall off the shoulder, dangling to the front before she gives it a shrug and lets it fall to the floor. It's a great profile, showing the generous swell and peak of her breasts from the side before she turns her back to the camera, always the tease.

A quick turn with her arms crossed in front, then back again. Now she lifts her arms and turns slowly, dancing her way around and loudly and proudly showing off her beautiful tits. She leans them in till they fill the screen then backs away again and turns around until I can see a 3/4 length shot of her back from the top of her head to mid-thigh, highlighting the sexy gold back of the g-string as she dances to music I cannot hear.

Then she stops, sets herself and jumps in and spins to face the camera giving a full shot of the front of the sheer white panties and the next puzzle written on them. She freezes there again leaving me with a delicious freeze frame and a devious puzzle all at once.

I glance up from my laptop, realising it's gone quiet in the room. I've been mesmerised by my screen for who knows how long, and the room is almost deserted. I check my watch and realise the lunch break has started, and I was too busy to notice.

I move to get up and realise my watching has had a noticeable effect on me, and standing up could be slightly embarrassing just at this moment. I adjust and tuck things away before messaging a quick note to Octavia.

>Me: BBS. Out to lunch.

>Octavia: I'll be here waiting. If you can unlock my panties' puzzle.

I decide to take a photo of the puzzle so I can work on it over lunch. At a glance, it's just a mess of circles, squares and triangles that are oddly pointing down... I pack up my laptop and race off to see if there is any lunch left. I grab a tray and find a seat on my own. I'll probably get in trouble with the boss for not networking, but between the option of that and staring at Octavia's puzzling panties, it's a tough sell.

I pour over the puzzle as I eat, half the time staring at the puzzle patterns, the other half lusting over the shape and curve of the pussy underneath. She's clearly enjoying herself too as she's a little damp, with the material between her legs almost transparent. I can almost smell her, the image is that vivid and I really struggle with the puzzle.

2 triangles, 2 squares, 2 circles

3 squares, 3 circles, 3 triangles

4 circles, 4 triangles, 4 squares

The numbers are increasing each line, and there's a pattern to the shapes, but as I stare at it, they all blur and I'm just left lusting after the one big triangle they are all written on...

Okay, focus... They are rotating each time. So it must be:

>Me: 5 triangles, 5 squares, 5 circles

> Octavia: Nice try Mr Obvious. But where were we?

Where were we? I was at a stupid seminar, and now I need to go back to the last session. She was at home.

I grab my stuff and head back to the auditorium.

Where were we? Wait, what was the previous answer... It was 69, and she said that "sounds like fun". If we were 69ing, I'd be reading her panties up the other way... That explains why the triangles were looking odd, they were upside-down! I slide back into my seat and fire off the answer/.

>Me: 1 circle, 1 triangle, 1 square!

>Octavia: :)

Octavia restarts the video call but now she's sitting back on the chair with her fluffy bathrobe on, and a cocktail in hand. She waves, takes a languid sip, swallows and then blows me a kiss. She leans in close to the camera, the top of the robe falling away to show her gorgeous tits and that her stomach is now scrubbed clean.

She then has another sip and places the almost empty cocktail right in front of the laptop so that it mostly occludes the view of her body from the waist down. She has set this up beautifully so I can see everything but her panties, which are distorted behind the triangle shape of the martini glass. She blows me another kiss, then slides the hand down her belly and behind the glass.

The robe has been thrown back completely and she touches her breast with her free hand. Then she slides that hand down too, hooks the sides of the panties and bucks, sliding the panties off over her knees. Now the image through the glass has turned from a distorted white triangle to a distorted skin tone. I can see her hand moving, and I know she's exploring herself, I can see the look of combined concentration and pleasure on her face.

It's going to be a long afternoon and a slow flight home, but when I get there...