It was late on a Friday night, Tiffany was still at the office like always! This afternoon, her company held a Christmas party. Offering drinks and snacks, a catered meal and gifts for everyone. It even included a visit from Santa himself.
She hated the holidays, her family lived so far away. She didn't have a boyfriend, hell, she hadn't had one in 3 years. Yeah she'd gone on dates and had one night stands, but no guy was worth keeping.
She was basically alone in the office. Everyone else had left. To either continue the party elsewhere or go home to sleep off thier drunkeness.
Just fifteen more minutes and I'll go home she decided. After finishing up the file she was on, she decided stop to get take-out and some wine. Se was heading home to drink her sorrows away.
She liked a nice night of dinner, wine and lovemaking - with her self. She had tons of toys, she figured she deserved to feel good.
She had cleared her desk of paperwork, dropped her mail in the pick-up box and emptied her trash into the larger can at the door. She wanted her work area to be neat on Monday.
On her way to the restroom, she bumped into the adorable blonde intern of Mr Redwick, her boss.
"Sorry, Ma'am" she said, then cast her eyes to the ground.
"No need for apologies darlin" Tiffany replied back, "Everything ok? You're here late, no one else is even around."
Her eyes hit the floor again, "Mr Redwick left me with a ton of work, due today. I've been working since the party and I'm still not done."
Tiffany felt bad for her, "Listen, let me handle this, go write Mr Redwick a note. Tell him you weren't feeling well, so you left, leave the time and date and go home! That's a direct order!!"
"I don't know, he'll be angry. Besides, I don't have plans tonight, I'll stay and finish."
"What's your name darlin?" Tiffany asked.
"Lea" she said.
Tiffany smiled, "Well Lea, we are going to go pick up some take-out and wine. Then we can go back to my place and have dinner and hang out. Just us girls, what do you say?"
"Well, if you're sure, I'd love to. I just moved here from Colorado and I don't really know anyone yet," she said as thier eyes finally met.
"Then it's all set, go clean up your desk and I'll call in a take out order. How does grilled chicken, baked potatos and salad sound?" Tiffany asked.