This one has been sitting dormant a long while. Honestly, I was never going to publish it, as it steps into a bit of idiocy, but what the hell. It's just a one-off.
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"Hey, Luna. Did you finish payroll for Gamma Tool & Craft?" Dan Harding asked the new girl. By new, I mean Luna's been working at Dan's accounting firm for all of six months. Rachel and I have been working under Dan for over six years, and we're the only others in the company.
Luna came off her chair and reached across the desk, leaning far over. Her ample cleavage was well on display in her low-cut blouse, but Dan didn't seem to notice. "Yes, Mr. Harding. The report is right here," she said. She pulled out a manila folder from a pile and passed it to her boss, slowly sliding back into her chair, puffing out her chest unnecessarily, trying to get a response from him. Dan turned around and zipped back to his office.
"Thanks," he called out, slamming the door behind him.
Luna sighed, defeating. She looked to me and asked, "Is he blind?"
"Who? Dan?" I asked.
Luna nodded, and I was about to answer, but Rachel interjected, "Honey, if you're trying to get Dan's attention, you might as well give up. All that man thinks about is work. Nothing else enters his brain."
Luna slapped at her desk and frowned. "I just wish he would notice me." She mumbled something else under her breath, but I couldn't make it out. If I had to guess, Luna was accustomed to getting special attention from men, and probably used that to her advantage. I liked the fact that Dan kept things professional, but I admit, if I knew flirting would work with him, I'd do it, too. Dan's a catch.
Rachel and I went to Ernie's Bistro for lunch, while Luna, as usual, stayed at her desk to eat. We knew she did it in hopes of being alone with Dan, but he usually eats by himself, in his private office. On rare occasions, he'll take a few minutes to visit Luna at the end of his lunch hour, but Dan isn't very sociable.
"I swear, Brooke. She's getting worse," said Rachel, biting into her sandwich.
"Who?"
"Luna. Constantly trying to flirt with Dan. Shows off her body all the time. As much as she thinks she can get away with, anyway." I laughed, because it's true. My desk is closer to Luna's than Rachel's, so I get a good view of her. A few days ago, she wore a skirt so short, I got flashed on three occasions. Thankfully, she was wearing panties. "You know what I'm saying, right?" asked Rachel.
I nodded, smiling. "Luna's young. She's probably used to manipulating guys with her looks, but she's lost with how passive Dan is. To be fair, if you remember, you and I were kind of perplexed about it, too. You know, when we first started here."
Rachel and I were hired the same year, both of us in our mid-20s at the time. Every job we had, up to that point in our lives, had men flirting with us. I worked at a restaurant before this, and Rachel worked at a bar, and briefly at an office supply store. Managers hit on us, customers hit on us, delivery drivers hit on us, everyone did. Pretty much any guy who sees an attractive, young, single woman would take their shot. Some are more annoying about it than others. Rachel and I are glad Dan is nothing like that, but on the other hand, he's as dry and coarse as sandpaper. There's never a "You look nice today" or "I like the new haircut." He doesn't notice, or compliment us, on anything.
Suddenly, a maniacal grin came over Rachel, a sparkle in her eye. "Oh my God, Brooke. I have the best idea!"
"What's that?" I asked, skeptical.
"It will drive Luna nuts, guaranteed. Do you trust me? Do you want to have a little, harmless fun?"
"Maybe," I said. "So long as we don't create a toxic workplace. I may not love Luna, but she does her job, and I don't care that Dan ignores her."
"Oh, this will only be a bit of fun, is all. Besides, it'll be interesting to see if Dan even notices."
"Notices what?"
"You and me. Us. For the next few weeks, you and I are going to dress just like Luna does."
I laughed. "What? Why?"
Rachel leaned in, giggling. "Because Luna's so jealous of you, for one, but either way, she will not want anyone, you or me, one-upping her."
"Where do you get the idea Luna is jealous of me?"
"Trust me, Brooke" Rachel said, "She's envious that you and Dan get along so well."
"Of course I get along with Dan. We've worked together forever, but it's entirely platonic."
"Luna thinks you two have chemistry or something, and I'm telling you, she's jealous. So, are you with me on this?"
I kind of shook my head in disbelief and agreed, "Okay, I guess. I don't know if it will really work like you think--"
"Oh, it'll work. And trust me, Brooke. Luna's going to dress even sluttier. Once she sees you and me strutting around, matching her, she's going to have to take it further. Here's what I say: We follow her lead every time."
"Like, copy everything she wears?"
"More or less. She's not going to like either of us flashing our cleavage at Dan. Guaranteed, she'll take things up a notch. I say we see how far she's willing to go."
"You're crazy," I said. "Dan's never going to let us--"
"You think Dan will notice anything?" Rachel snorted. "Hah!"
I stopped and thought about it. "Actually, it would be kind of funny to find out. All three of us playing it up? I wonder if Dan will say anything at all, or even notice! We've never once gotten a reaction from him, Rachel. He didn't even react when you told that blowjob story at your divorce party last year."
"Now we have two reasons to run this little experiment," Rachel grinned. "One, to drive Luna nuts, and two, to see if Dan has a heartbeat. Let's start tomorrow. Come dressed in something similar to what Luna is wearing today. I'll do the same."
I had plenty of cute and sexy outfits tucked away in my closets. Back in my waitressing and college days, I wore them often. Honestly, back then, I kind of behaved like Luna does now, flirting to get a leg up in life. I didn't take it to extremes, but there were plenty of guys who might work an extra shift on my behalf, if I would only bat my lashes and smile at them. The sexy clothes certainly drove their attention my way.
I decided to play into Rachel's scheme. I picked a button-up blouse, leaving the top three undone. I have a push-up bra that's a little small on me, which only enhanced the effect I was going for, shoving up mounds of flesh. I'm not sure I'm bigger up top than Luna, but if I had to guess, we're pretty close. My skirt wasn't quite as short as what Luna typically wears, but it's skintight and light in color. I decided to go without panties, because I didn't want panty lines ruining the sleek look.
I wasn't in the office for an hour, when Dan approached me. It was my first chance to show off in the sexy attire. Luna was watching carefully as he approached. She's been standoffish all morning, ever since she first saw me walk through the door. "Hi, Brooke," said Dan. "I need those Polygon Fabrication P&L reports by tomorrow. Can you do that?"
"Already done," I answered. "I'll zip it over to you. I haven't made a physical copy."
"Oh, it's already done? Awesome! Nice outfit, by the way." Dan turned and headed back to his office, while both Luna and I were trying to pick our jaws off the floor. That's the first time I have ever heard Dan compliment anyone's dress, much less mine. I was blushing, in fact. I looked down, seeing my cleavage was so deep, I could almost see the tips of my areolas. I guess he likes this kind of thing, after all. I don't know if Rachel heard Dan's compliment, but Luna certainly had. She was fuming, so I turned back to my monitor and began tapping away at the keyboard. Rachel was right. That was fun.
I wore something similar the following day, with a short, loose skirt, but the same kind of button-up shirt. This morning, however, Luna was wearing an interesting blouse, buttoned at the top and bottom, with a slit down the center, showcasing inner breast cleavage, no bra. It was very bold. Her tight skirt ended all of four inches from her ass. Rachel was wearing a similar blouse to mine, but with a flowing skirt, with a slit down the side. It showcased her long and lean legs. She doesn't have the same kind of cleavage that Luna and I possess, but she has a terrific figure.
Luna and I exchanged pleasantries this morning, but we both were closely scrutinizing each other's outfits as we did. I could see it in her eyes. I wanted to say something about her slutty state of dress. Surely, having half your tits bobbing around in the office would be considered bad office etiquette. Dan would admonish it, I hoped. Regardless, if he lets this go unmentioned and unchallenged, I would be pressed to wear something similar tomorrow, and I'm not sure I like that idea.
Dan came out of his office about ten o'clock, carrying two packages. He stopped by my desk and said, "Thanks for that report yesterday, Brooke. Well done. You think you could do the same for Wynn Graphics? We need to present them with a summary soon."
"Sure, no problem. Everything in the system?"
"Should be up to date. I appreciate it. Say, by next Friday?"
"Oh, hell. No problem. Plenty of time."
"Thanks," Dan said, before moving over to Luna's desk. I noticed she slouched just a bit, causing the gap between her blouse and skin to open more. Her tits were practically hanging out. "Luna, could you properly address these? Maybe have them ready for the parcel pickup today?"
Luna perked up and smiled, taking the packages from Dan. "Sure. I'll have it in the drop box in twenty minutes."
"Perfect," said Dan, clapping his hands. "I love your outfit, by the way. Looks nice on you." He turned and went back to his office, while Luna was beaming ear to ear.
I could not believe what I had just witnessed. Dan wasn't angry with Luna's inappropriate office attire at all. He actually complimented it. Now, I was the one fuming. He must like tits. Dan's never complimented any of us on our looks, or our dress, until yesterday. I was showcasing a hefty amount of boob when he commented on my outfit. At worst, it would be described as sexy. Not slutty, like Luna looks right now, but I think Dan gave her a bigger compliment than me.
Luna was hopping on her toes the whole morning after that exchange. Of course, she stayed in the office for lunch, while Rachel and I went to our usual spot. The regulars noticed us coming in, pleasantly surprised by our new outfits. I played it up and flirted with Bruce at the counter, while ordering the club on rye. Once we were seated, I asked Rachel, "Did you hear Dan this morning?"
