LOGINGossip Makes Me WetIsla’s POVMonday morning felt different.I walked into the office wearing a simple navy dress, hair neat, makeup light, looking exactly like the quiet secretary everyone expected. But under the dress, I was still sore from the weekend, and every step reminded me of Evelyn’s hands, her mouth, the way she had kept me in bed until Sunday evening.I had barely sat down at my desk when I noticed it.The usual morning noise in our section was quieter. Dana, Priya, and two of the other girls were clustered near the printer, phones in hand, typing quickly. The moment I set my bag down, the conversation stopped. Priya locked her phone. Dana suddenly became very interested in a stack of papers. The others scattered back to their desks a little too fast.I frowned but shrugged it off. Maybe they were talking about something personal.I opened my laptop and started going through Evelyn’s emails. A few minutes later, my desk phone rang.“My office,” Evelyn’s voice said. Calm.
Dripping At Her PlaceIsla’s POVEvelyn’s black car pulled up in front of the building at exactly eight o’clock.I was already waiting outside. I had chosen a soft, dusty-rose short gown that stopped mid-thigh. No bra. No panties. The light fabric brushed against my bare skin every time the evening breeze moved. My heart was beating too fast as the back door opened and I slid inside.The scent of her perfume filled the space immediately. Evelyn sat in the opposite seat, legs crossed, wearing a cream silk lounge set. Her hair was down for once, falling around her shoulders in dark waves. She looked softer than she did in the office, but no less powerful.“Good evening, Isla.”“Good evening, Evelyn.”Marcus closed the door, and the car pulled into traffic. For a few minutes neither of us spoke. The city lights slid across her face.Evelyn reached over and rested her hand on my bare thigh, just under the hem of my gown. Her fingers traced slow circles on my skin.“You look lovely,” she s
No PantiesIsla’s POVI spent the entire day without panties.The morning started normally enough. I arrived early, answered emails, scheduled Evelyn’s meetings, and prepared the quarterly reports she had asked for. On the outside, I looked like the same quiet, efficient secretary everyone was used to. Inside, I was a mess. Every time I sat down, the cool air of the office touched my bare pussy. Every time I crossed my legs, I felt how wet I already was. By lunch, I had to go to the bathroom and wipe myself because I was soaking through.A woman from accounting named Dana stopped by my desk around three.“You’re buried in work again,” she said, leaning against the partition. “Is Ms Hart keeping you busy?”“Just finishing the revised contracts,” I answered, forcing a small smile. “She wants them before she leaves.”Dana rolled her eyes. “That woman works you like a dog. Don’t let her burn you out.”If only she knew.By six, most of the staff had left. By seven, the floor was quiet. At
Be a Good Girl For Me Isla’s POVThe first time Evelyn Hart touched me, it wasn’t an accident.I had been her private secretary for one month. Long enough to learn the rhythm of her office, the way she liked her coffee, and the exact tone of voice that meant I was already in trouble. Long enough to notice how expensive her perfume was, how perfectly her blouses sat against her breasts, and how her legs looked when she crossed them behind that wide glass desk.She was beautiful in a way that made people nervous. Tall, elegant, with sharp cheekbones and a mouth that rarely smiled unless she was about to win something. Her dark hair was always pulled back in a smooth twist, and her eyes missed nothing. Everyone in the building treated her like she could end their career with a single email. I treated her the same way.Until the night she asked me to stay late.It was almost nine. The rest of the floor had emptied. I was packing my bag when her voice came through the intercom, calm and c
New Rules Lena’s POV“Nurse Lena Ruiz?” the man repeated, still polite. “We were hoping to speak with you a little earlier than scheduled. Do you have a moment?”I kept my face calm even though my heart was still racing from the car. “Of course. Is everything alright?”He glanced past me toward the parking garage. “Were you coming from Level B2? Staff aren’t usually down there after hours unless they’re on transport duty.”The question was a trap. I felt it immediately. A month ago I would have panicked. Now I only smiled slightly.“I was checking on a transport issue for one of the post-op patients,” I said evenly. “Sometimes the porters leave equipment on the wrong level. Is there a problem?”He studied me for a second longer, then nodded. “No problem. Shall we use one of the empty consult rooms upstairs?”I followed him.The interview room was small and brightly lit. He sat across from me with a thin folder and a recorder.“This is just routine,” he began. “We’re reviewing access
Leverage Lena’s POVI couldn’t stop thinking about the name.All morning it sat at the back of my mind like a bruise I kept pressing. I had only seen it for a second on his screen before he closed the laptop, but it was enough. I knew that name. And if the files connected to it the way I suspected, then Dr Kane was in deeper trouble than he had let me believe.I was restocking the medication drawer when Tasha dropped her tray on the counter beside me and sighed.“Did you hear?” she said, keeping her voice low like she was sharing gossip. “Admin is sending someone from compliance tomorrow. Some audit thing. They’re going to talk to the whole floor.”I kept my eyes on the vials. “Audit for what?”“No idea. Money stuff, I think. Somebody upstairs messed up, and now everyone has to answer questions.” Tasha shrugged and picked up her tray again. “Just say you only do your job and you’ll be fine.”I forced a small smile, but my hands had gone cold. The financial statements. The restricted







