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"Happy Halloween!" Yvette called out as the heavy glass doors opened.
Stepping into the lobby of the Boyd Investments Group building, Martin Boyd looked at the smiling face of the receptionist, Yvette Petitjean's and shook his head, smirking. Yvette's customary smile widened as she greeted her employer.
"I am so glad that Halloween is only once a hear," Martin said, looking at Yvette's Raggedy Ann costume, complete with red yarn wig.
"And what are you supposed to be?" Yvette challenged.
"I? I'm shocked you don't recognize the outfit," Martin said, drawing himself to his full height. "I'm the superhero known as 'Man who signs your paycheck.'"
"Oh. Superhearo? More like dastardly villain," Justine Tennirjen quipped as she walked past Martin and Yvette on her way to her second floor office. "Good morning, Yvette."
"Yes, I am glad Halloween is only once a year," Martin sighed, looking at Justine's 'Cat Woman' costume.
"Aaww!" Justine said, making the 'aw' sound more like a cat's yowl.
Yvette shot Justine an amused grin before answering her ringing telephone. Martin shook his head as he followed the very thin young woman down the corridor toward the bank of elevators. The black satin material of the costume hugged the blonde's form, highlighting that she had no breasts and hardly any buttocks. The black tail twitched to and fro as she walked.
They rode the elevator to the second floor in comfortable silence. Disembarking the elevator, Martin turned left, heading to the corner office. Justine turned right, heading to her small office; the 'Broom Closet' as she had dubbed the eight by eight foot room. Martin wished the young employee a 'Happy Halloween' as he unlocked his office door.
While Justine was logging onto the Boyd Investments Group's network, Yvette was downstairs at her desk, greeting a few more employees as they entered the lobby. The two that were wearing costumes were greeted warmly. The three that were not wearing costumes were treated to Yvette's scowl.
"Oh my God! Ayesha! Did you and Liadan get together?" Yvette asked as Ayesha McMann entered the lobby, dressed as a very sexy angel.
"No! Why? Aw, don't tell me she's an angel too, huh?" the attractive bi-racial girl whined, stomping her sandal on the tiled floor.
"You just going have see for yourself," Yvette smiled a knowing smile. "Oh! Oh, hold still. Let me get a picture for Stevie!"
Yvette's baby brother Steven had an undisguised crush on the dark skinned beauty. Ayesha struck a pose, playfully edging the ridiculously short skirt of her costume up, almost exposing her crotch. Then, glancing around the lobby, Ayesha leaned toward Yvette. Yvette hurriedly snapped another picture of Ayesha's impressive cleavage in the scoop neck of the costume as the woman leaned forward.
"Tell Stevie I'm going be in the December issue of Parasol," Ayesha whispered. "I'm on Santa's 'Naughty list.'"
"I will give you fifty bucks for one if you autograph it for him," Yvette said, reaching for her purse.
"Tell you what, girlfriend," Ayesha smiled, displaying her dimpled left cheek. "It'll be a Christmas gift for you; they said they're sending me five copies of it."
"Oh, I will be his favorite big sister for sure," Yvette laughed happily.
"How many big sisters he got?" Ayesha asked, walking toward the hallway.
"Me," Yvette admitted, then greeted the next newcomer to the lobby of Martin Boyd Investments Group.
Ayesha walked past the bank of elevators. Glancing into the break room, she saw Dalton Burke, the handsome head of the IT Department making himself a large mug of coffee. He had a twenty four ounce ceramic mug that read 'Just as I suspected, I was right all along.' He used two of the Bold Roast Keurig KPods to prepare his first cup of coffee and drank countless cups of coffee all day long.
She smirked when he turned, mug in hand. He was wearing a short sleeved white shirt with button down collar, a black tie that he had tied so that the narrow end hung down well past the wide end and plaid polyester slacks that were at least two inches too short for him. White socks, black oxfords and a vinyl pocket protector completed the Nerd outfit. He smiled widely as he saw Ayesha looking at him.
"Cute costume; you and Liadan get together?" he asked as he exited to the break room, turning left toward his office.
"No. She an angel too?" Ayesha asked, admiring his taut buttocks in the snug plaid polyester slacks.
"You'll just have to see for yourself," he smiled, entering his office.
Entering the last room on the right, Ayesha scanned the room, looking for the young red head. Turning her computer on, Ayesha clocked in. After clocking in, Ayesha made sure she logged off of the network and got to her feet. She approached the third cubicle on her row which was Liadan's cubicle.
"You got to be kidding!" Ayesha exclaimed, then burst into peals of laughter.
Liadan turned, impish smile on her pretty face. Seeing Ayesha, her brilliant golden brown eyes opened wide. Then she too began to laugh.
On Liadan's head was a head band, hidden beneath her flaming red hair. Two plastic horns of red protruded from the coppery hair. Her blood red long sleeved body suit showed off her large breasts, hard nipples and tightly crinkled areolae and nipped in waist. Her crotch was barely covered by a short blood red skirt; cloth covered barbed tail protruding from underneath the skirt. Her muscled legs were covered by blood red micro-fishnet stockings.
"You look great!" Liadan exclaimed, admiring Ayesha's angel costume.
"You too, but, quick, log out of the network," Ayesha said, motioning toward the ladies room across the hall of the large room.
"Hmm?" Liadan asked, but did log off.
Grabbing her purse, Liadan followed Ayesha across the hall. She admired how the 'Angel Halo' hovered above Ayesha's gleaming head, propped up by a thin dark colored stiff wire. She found herself watching the short white pleated skirt of Ayesha's costume as it swished back and forth, back and forth, giving teasing little glimpses of Ayesha's milk chocolate buttocks perched just above the cuffs of her thigh high white stockings.
Inside of the gleaming, well-lighted and very clean restroom, Ayesha fumbled in her purse then produced a box of adhesive bandages. Searching in the box, she pulled out two circular beige colored bandages and held them up for Liadan's inspection.
"Don't know if you noticed," Ayesha smiled, the dimple in her left cheek pronounced. "But your nipples? You can see your nips right through your top.
"I, oh!" Liadan gasped, looking critically at herself in the large mirror over the long vanity.
In the mirror, Liadan could clearly see the indentations of her areolae and hard nipples poking through the very snug garment. Her face flamed bright red as she thought of her coworkers seeing her nipples as they admired her costume. She also wondered why none of them had said anything.
"I know; can't wear a bra with that top," Ayesha commented and worked the front of her own top down.
Liadan blinked at Ayesha's ease at baring her large breasts to another woman. She looked and saw that Ayesha had taken two similar circle shaped bandages and covered her dark colored areolae and nipples. The outer rim of Ayesha's areolae were visible but when Ayesha again wiggled her top up, her areolae and bandages were not noticeable in the stretchy white costume.
"You want to do it or you think you going need help?" Ayesha asked, once more holding the two bandages out for Liadan.
"I uh, you, you help me?" Liadan asked, mouth dry.
"Sure," Ayesha smiled, dimple on full display.
Liadan looked at a spot on the bathroom wall just over Ayesha's halo as she worked the top of her blood red body stocking down. Her hard nipples became even harder as the cool air of the small room hit them. She continued to stare at the spot, thankful for the panty liner she'd put in the snap crotch of her costume.
Ayesha looked up and smiled widely at the adorable blush on Liadan's very pretty face. Focusing her attention on Liadan's pale white breasts, Ayesha peeled the backing from one bandage and brought the beige colored circle to Liadan's half-dollar coin sized areole and centered the bandage over Liadan's diamond hard fat nipple. She took great care to smooth the sterile gauze portion over the hard nipple.
"Mmph!" Liadan let out a small moan.
"I know," Ayesha giggled. "Did mine right before leaving my house? Almost had to... Well, you know."
"Ooh!" Liadan gasped, finally pulling her eyes from the wall to look into Ayesha's deep brown eyes.
"And..." Ayesha said, finishing her ministrations.
"Thanks, Ayesha," Liadan smiled, working the scoop neck of her costume up and covering her breasts again.
"You're welcome," Ayesha said, dropping the backings of the two bandages into the trash can. "I mean, seriously? Mr. Boyd would have seen you? Next thing you know, you'd been in Ms. Wilson's office."
"Ms. Wilson?" Liadan asked.
"HR. She's one had her daughter die? Cancer?" Ayesha whispered as they crossed the hall from bathroom to the Secretarial Pool.
"Speaking of..." Ayesha said as the haggard looking woman appeared in the doorway.
"Ayesha! Just the woman I was looking for," the woman smiled her odd half-smile, half grimace.
"Yay!" Ayesha whispered and Liadan giggled.
Just before lunchtime, Ayesha returned from the HR office. She was good at her job; she knew she was good at her job. Every job performance review had shown that she was good at her job; each job review had also garnered her an increase in her salary. But Wendy Wilson just had a way of making Ayesha feel just a little off-balance, a little unsure of herself.
"Hey!" Liadan beamed at Ayesha as Ayesha prepared to clock out.
"Hey!" Ayesha returned Liadan's smile.
"Listen, I didn't bring lunch; I been dying to try that Chinese buffet right across from here?" Liadan said in a rush of words, even pointing in the direction of the small restaurant. "You come with me?"
"Get anything but their pork," Ayesha counseled and she clocked out then shut her computer off.
"Aren't you two supposed to be sitting on someone's shoulders?" Yvette teased as Liadan and Ayesha walked through the lobby toward the front door.
"Well, that's why we're here," Liadan said, smiling.
