#Ff69b4
Mindy groaned at the computer screen.
All her presentations had to be revised using Erin's stupid new color scheme. Background color #Ff69b4. No big deal, but there were dozens of presentations to revise, and Mindy wanted to get home early.
She was 20, and a girl needed to have fun.
No luck there.
She hated overtime and hardly ever worked it, but the way Erin told her she needed to have everything finished before she went home made her bite her tongue.
Stupid overtime rules.
She couldn't say no.
Not after refusing for three weeks straight.
Not that the color wasn't pretty.
A little too pink, maybe.
A little too girly.
She was by herself in her cubicle, nobody else was in the office except Erin, and she was staring at the screen filled with #Ff69b4.
Only Erin was in the office, in her office, doing bossy things.
Girl boss things.
So girly.
Mindy felt like a little girl again, looking at the pink, so bright and. Hot. So hot.
So girly and hot.
She tapped a key with her elbow, and the whole monitor screen went hot pink, hot #Ff69b4.
It made her feel so hot and girly just looking at it, and when the words "hot girls" floated across the screen, in large #Ff69b4 font, she could barely make them out, but they went inside her all the same. In various variations. Hot girls, girls are hot, hot pink is so hot, girls on girls, girls are hot, hot pink, hot pink lips, hot pink pussy, pink girls serve hot girl bosses.
Nothing she could argue with, and she felt herself getting hotter and hotter, just looking at the screen, just soaking up the #Ff69b4, for half an hour, for an hour, for two hours, and when Erin tapped on the outside of her cubicle, so bossy, so girly, such a girl boss, such a hot girl boss, Mindy realized she had her left hand over her soaked panties, rubbing her crotch, just about to sink a finger into her hot, greedy, pink snatch.
"You almost done, Mindy?"
Mindy shook her head.
"Not yet."
Erin walked up behind, hands on her shoulders.
"You can finish tomorrow. Go home."
Mindy collected her things, gratified.
"That's a pretty color," Erin said, looking at the screen. "I bet you'd look real cute in pink. Pink lipstick. Pink nail polish. Pink dress. A cute pink dress with cute pink panties. Little pink thongs to slide into your pretty little pink ass."
Mindy should've been shocked, but it was really such a girl boss thing to say, and Mindy was such a little pink girl, what could she expect? She couldn't really argue with her. She would like cute in pink.
