You work as a low-level supervisor in the customer service department of Howes & Wellerman, a company that manufactures plastic furniture, amongst other items. For the past three years your department has had a fairly stable personnel line-up, but two weeks ago one of your underlings, Denise, left the company amid a sexual harassment controversy. She had never liked you all that much, and had recently made a complaint about you to Human Resources. You had strongly denied the allegation of inappropriate touching, and no disciplinary action had been taken, but the bad blood between you had cast a shadow over the department. When Denise finally left, it was something of a relief for everyone.

Denise’s replacement, Alice, starts today. She is quite pretty in a girl-next-door kind of way, but she seems a little reserved, lacking in the sort of brash confidence that Denise had in spades. You are quite attracted to her, but you know that you can’t afford to make any false moves – a fact which is reinforced when your boss, Carla, summons you into her office just after you arrive for work.

“The Denise episode left a bad taste in everyone’s mouth,” she says, “and there’s a bit of a cloud of suspicion over you, if I’m honest. Take the new girl under your wing and be nice to her … but not TOO nice. If she makes any kind of complaint to HR about you, I’ll have to let you go.”

“Trust me, I won’t give her any cause to complain,” you assure Carla. “I swear I never did anything to Denise anyway, but now of course I’m going to tread extremely carefully.”

“Glad to hear it,” says Carla.

You head to your cube – no office for a mere supervisor such as yourself – and notice that Alice is just sitting down in the cube opposite. “Hello, Alice!” you greet her. “Welcome to the company.”

She stands up again and turns to smile at you. “Hi Bob,” she says. “Thank you.” She is wearing a burgundy blouse, a pair of dark blue jeans, and black shoes with two-inch heels.

“Let me introduce you to your colleagues, Ken and Neil,” you say. “Stand up, chaps.”

Ken, in the cube next to Alice’s, and Neil, in the cube next to yours, both stand up and say hello. Ken shakes her hand over the partition, while Neil merely waves. Then they sit back down and continue with their work.

You walk over into Alice’s cube and start showing her the ropes. Fortunately she is already familiar with the company’s SAP system, and she seems to learn quickly. When she takes her first call from a customer, you sit with her and watch, impressed, as she deals with the query very professionally.

“Inevitably you’ll be asked questions to which you can’t immediately figure out the answer,” you tell her. “In that case, just take their phone number and promise to call them back shortly. Then come and ask me how to get the information. Ken or Neil can help as well, of course.”

“Thank you,” she says. “I’m sure I’ll need all the help I can get!”

“You’ll be fine,” you tell her with a smile. “Right, well I’ll just leave you to it for a while – unless you have any questions?”

“Just a quick one,” she says. “Is my outfit all right? I wouldn’t normally wear jeans in an office, but Trisha in Human Resources told me the dress code here was pretty casual…”

You think quickly before responding,

“Yes, what you’re wearing is absolutely fine.”
“Well, to be honest I’d prefer you to wear skirts.”

“Good, thank you,” she says, relaxing a little. You return to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.

“Oh!” says Alice, looking a little taken aback. “Um, okay...”

You return to your desk and start your day's work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear a skirt?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “She told you I said that?”

“She mentioned it to Trisha, when Trisha asked how things were going! She was concerned that she had made a bad first impression!”

“Oh! Well no, it's not that at all, I just thought...”

“I don't care what you thought; you can't ask your female staff to wear a skirt! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. It suddenly occurs to you that you have not yet shown Alice the kitchen facilities, so you pause at the entrance to her cube and say, “I’m just going to make myself some tea. Shall I introduce you to the kitchen?”

“Oh!” says Alice. “Sure – thank you.” She logs out of her phone, picks up a large pink mug, and follows you down the aisle towards the kitchen.

“If you want coffee, just pick whatever flavour you fancy from those boxes,” you say, “and pop the little cup into this machine. Put your mug on the little platform, hit the ‘Coffee’ button, and there you go.”

“I’m more of a tea person actually,” says Alice.

“Even easier then,” you tell her with a smile. “Just select one of those tea bags – not a lot of variety there I’m afraid – and press the ‘Hot Water’ button. Sugar’s right there, and milk’s in the fridge.”

“Thank you,” says Alice, and she starts making her tea. As she opens the fridge and bends over to retrieve a carton of milk, you...

admire her bottom from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give her a gentle pat on the bottom.
say “Mmmm, nice...”

Alice's bottom is very nice to look at: not fat, but pleasantly curvy. By the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.

You look up innocently at Alice as she relaxes in relief. “Whew,” she says, “I thought ... never mind.”

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

Alice stares at you in alarm, then she hurries out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question about this production system...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her black bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?

You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.

“Um, I don't mean to embarrass you or anything,” you say, “but you might want to be aware of how much chest you're showing...”

“Oh goodness!” says Alice, looking down at her blouse and hastily pulling it together. “Sorry about that.”

“Don't worry about it – I'm not offended or anything,” you assure her. “Just thought you'd want to know.”

“Well ... thanks,” she says awkwardly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, then, sensing she is feeling uncomfortable, you return to your desk.

Continue.

“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, gasps in alarm, and hastily pulls her blouse shut. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Not long after, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

yourself. What do you like to do when you're not working?”
yourself. Do you currently have a boyfriend?”
your panties. What colour are they?”

Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”

“I paint, and play music,” says Alice.

“Really?” you respond, sitting down on the chair in the corner of her cube. “What do you play?”

She swings her chair around to face you, and begins to tell you with great enthusiasm about her love of classical music, and the violin which she plays in a local orchestra. You respond with questions and the occasional witty remark, and soon Alice seems much more happy and at ease with you than she had been until now.

Eventually you say, “Well, no rest for the wicked! But thank you for sharing all that, Alice – it's nice to have someone with a bit of culture on the team!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.

“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “no, not right now. Why do you ask?”

“Just curious!” you tell her with a smile. But since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Sorry if the question bothered you. I just like to know if my colleagues have significant others or families, so we can be sure to invite them along to certain company events.”

“Oh,” says Alice, looking relieved.

“Well, I'll let you get back to work,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Continue.

Alice gasps. “What kind of question is that?” she demands, and she gets up and hurries out of her cube.

“Shit,” you mutter as you head back into your own cube.

It is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's rather upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers (despite the name, they have an excellent soup and salad option), and then you return to the office.

Continue.

“It's customary for bosses to treat new employees to lunch on their first day,” you tell her. “How about it?”

“Okay, sure,” she says.

You drive her to Borger's Burgers, where you usually have lunch. Inside, you order a soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.

You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

compliment her hair.
compliment her eyes.
compliment her breasts.

Alice looks alarmed as you sit next to her, and although she does not object, she seems stiff and uncomfortable throughout your lunch together. It is difficult to engage her in conversation.

Eventually, desperate to lighten the mood, you...

tell her that she is easily the hottest woman in your department.
apologise for your faux pas in sitting next to her.

Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

welcome Alice to the team.
make a joke at the expense of a colleague.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.

Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

welcome Alice to the team.
make a joke at the expense of a colleague.

Alice smiles and thanks you. The two of you finish your meal, and then you drive her back to the office.

Continue.

Alice laughs nervously, and mumbles an uncomfortable “thank you”. Sensing you have gone too far, you mutter an apology and hope that she does not complain about you to Human Resources.

The rest of the meal is spent in silence, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.

“Your breasts look nice,” you say. “Not that I can see them of course, but they certainly fill out your blouse nicely.”

Alice, her mouth agape, quickly folds her arms across her chest. “Would you take me back to the office please?” she says.

“Oh – sure,” you reply, rather disappointed by her reaction.

You drive her back to work, and start preparing reports for your daily team meeting. You have not got far, however, before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

Alice's jaw drops. “Oh my God,” she says. “No job is worth this. Would you take me back to the office please?”

“Oh – sure,” you reply, rather disappointed by her reaction.

You drive her back to work, and start preparing reports for your daily team meeting. You have not got far, however, before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

Alice visibly relaxes. “It was a little weird,” she admits, “but don't worry about it.”

You spend the rest of the meal on the other side of the table, and afterwards, you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.

Alice smiles a little bashfully as your boss and colleagues join you in welcoming her. Then your boss makes some announcements, your colleague Stuart reports on production issues, and then finally the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.

“…Not that Craig here would know anything about that!” you joke, and there is a ripple of chuckles around the table, though Craig himself looks rather annoyed. You glance over at Alice; she does not seem impressed.

“Well that was a little uncalled-for,” says Carla candidly. “Now if we might proceed…” She makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, reports on some production issues. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.

As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart reports on some production issues, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart reports on some production issues, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.
playing a prank on Alice.

You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “I value any training you can give me.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?

You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.

While Alice is in the toilet, you sneak into her cube with a jar of jam, and liberally coat the headset of her phone with the sticky preserve. When Alice returns and sits down, you watch her with barely suppressed glee. Her phone rings a moment later, she picks up the headset, and…

“Ugh!” she exclaims. “What the heck?”

“It was Bob!” says Neil. “I saw him do it.”

“Great, thanks Neil,” you say in annoyance.

Alice glares at you as she hurriedly cleans her hand and headset with a tissue before answering her phone. You are not sure whether the prank was worth the effort, but it was fun seeing her reaction!

Still chuckling to yourself, you turn back to your computer and pass the rest of the afternoon relatively idly.

Continue.

The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.

Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed. “See that icon right there? That lets you drill down into the inventory history … and will even show you currently planned future activity!”

“Cool,” says Alice. She seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.

“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “How was today for you?” you ask her.

“Oh it was good!” says Alice. “I think I’m holding my own with the phones, and I’m learning a lot.”

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.

Your next day at work promises to be much like any other day at work … except that now you have a few hours with the lovely Alice to look forward to. You smile as you enter your office building, and when you reach your cube, you see that she is already sitting at her desk. You peer into her cube to see what she is wearing, and note that her outfit today is very similar to her last one: a blouse and jeans.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

It is a shame that she is wearing jeans again, but you are not sure of the best way to convince her to start wearing skirts. You clear your throat, then say,

“Um, I know a few of the women here do wear jeans … but I think skirts are more professional…”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”

Alice’s face falls. “You don’t want me wearing jeans?”

“Well I’m not suggesting you go home and change,” you say, with a little laugh. “But maybe from now on … you could wear a skirt?”

“Um … okay,” says Alice, looking a little troubled.

“Awesome – thank you,” you say, and you head to your desk.

Not long afterward, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear a skirt?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “She told you I said that?”

“She mentioned it to Trisha, when Trisha asked how things were going! She was concerned that she had misunderstood the dress code!”

“Oh! Well no, it's not that at all, I just thought...”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't ask your female staff to wear a skirt! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.

The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. To your delight, Alice is just emerging from her cube, apparently with the same idea as you – she is carrying her pink mug.

“We appear to have had the same thought!” she says with a giggle, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”

You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.

You look up innocently at Alice, who looks relieved, then a little suspicious. “Were you really just talking about ... oh never mind,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question about this production system...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?

You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.

“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and hastily pulls it together. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her. “I just thought you should know.”

“Well ... thanks,” she says awkwardly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, then, sensing she is feeling uncomfortable, you return to your desk.

Continue.

“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”

“Well,” says Alice, and she starts telling you about how much fun she has been having with painting portraits of her favourite movie stars. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good, and she opens up to you a little more, telling you about her six-year-old son, Charlie, and his father, who recently abandoned them both for another woman.

Eventually you say, “Well, we’d better get back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice.”

She thanks you in return, and you go back to your desk.

Continue.

“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile. But since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.

You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.

“Um, thank you but no – I brought my own sandwiches,” she says.

“Okay, fair enough,” you respond.

You go out alone and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.

Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.

Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.

Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.

Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart reports on production issues. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.

Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, reports on some production issues. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.

You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?

You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.

While Alice is in the toilet, you sneak into her cube with a jar of jam, and liberally coat the headset of her phone with the sticky preserve. When Alice returns and sits down, you watch her with barely suppressed glee. Her phone rings a moment later, she picks up the headset, and…

“Ugh!” she exclaims. “Really?!”

“Bob did it!” reports Neil.

You roll your eyes. “Thanks Neil,” you say in annoyance.

Alice glares at you as she hurriedly cleans her hand and headset with a tissue before answering her phone. You are not sure whether the prank was worth the effort, but it was fun seeing her reaction!

Still chuckling to yourself, you turn back to your computer and pass the rest of the afternoon relatively idly.

Continue.

The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.

Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.

Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks!” says Alice. “I think I’m getting the hang of it.”

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.

You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. You smile as you enter your office building, and when you reach your cube, you see that she is already sitting at her desk. You peer into her cube to see what she is wearing, and note that her outfit today is very similar to her last one: a blouse and jeans.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

It is a shame that she is wearing jeans again, but you are not sure of the best way to convince her to start wearing skirts. You clear your throat, then say,

“Um, I know a few of the women here do wear jeans … but I think skirts are more professional…”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.

The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. To your delight, Alice is just emerging from her cube, apparently with the same idea as you – she is carrying her pink mug.

“We appear to be on the same schedule!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”

Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.

You look up innocently at Alice, who looks a little suspicious. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She chuckles, and shrugs. “Never mind,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?

You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.

“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and hastily pulls it together. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her. “I just thought you might want to know.”

“Well ... thanks,” she says awkwardly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, then, sensing she is feeling uncomfortable, you return to your desk.

Continue.

“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”

“Well,” says Alice, and she starts telling you about how much fun she has been having with painting portraits of her favourite movie stars. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.

You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.

Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.

Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.

Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.

Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.

Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.

As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.

While Alice is in the toilet, you replace her standard computer mouse with a novelty mouse from a nearby party supplies shop. It has fur and whiskers, but functions exactly like an ordinary mouse.

When Alice returns and sits down at her desk, she squeals, then bursts out laughing. “What the heck’s this?” she asks.

“Bob did it!” reports Neil.

You roll your eyes. “Thanks Neil,” you say.

Alice turns and grins at you. “Can I keep it?” she says.

“Sure!” you reply.

“Awesome,” she says, and she giggles as she strokes the mouse.

Chuckling to yourself, you turn back to your computer and pass the rest of the afternoon relatively idly.

Continue.

The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.

Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.

You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. You smile as you enter your office building, and when you reach your cube, you see that she is already sitting at her desk. You peer into her cube to see what she is wearing, and note that today she is wearing is very similar to her last one: a blouse and jeans.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

It is a shame that she is wearing jeans again, but you are not sure of the best way to convince her to start wearing skirts. You clear your throat, then say,

“Um, I know a few of the women here do wear jeans … but I think skirts are more professional…”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.

The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. To your delight, Alice is just emerging from her cube, apparently with the same idea as you – she is carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”

Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.

You look up innocently at Alice, who looks rather amused. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She laughs. “Well if it was really the coffee, then never mind!” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

Alice stares at you in disapproval. “You shouldn’t say things like that to your employees,” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely.

“Hmm,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.

“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and hastily pulls it together. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her.

“Yeah, well, thanks for letting me know,” she says.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, and then you return to your desk.

Continue.

“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”

“Well,” says Alice, and she starts telling you about how much fun she has been having recently with the orchestra in which she plays the violin. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.

You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.

Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.

Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.

Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
compliment Alice on how well she has integrated into the team.

Alice’s cheeks turn pink as you tell everyone how well she has been doing, but she looks pleased, and smiles at you.

“That’s excellent!” says Carla. “Good job, Alice – looks like we made the right choice!”

“Thank you,” says Alice.

Carla proceeds to make some announcements, and then Stuart does his production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.

As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.

The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.

“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are very happy to note that today she is wearing a knee-length skirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

You feel you should make some mention of her skirt, in the hope of ensuring that this becomes a regular thing. You clear your throat, then say,

“Thank you for wearing a skirt, today, Alice – it’s nice to see those pretty legs of yours.”
“I like the outfit! You look very nice today.”

Alice looks rather taken aback. “Um, okay…” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day’s work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks about Alice’s legs?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “Well I didn’t think it was all that inappropriate…”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't make lascivious remarks about your female staff’s legs! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END

“Thank you,” says Alice with a smile. “I’m really more of a skirt-wearer, to be honest – I just thought they might be considered too dressy here.”

“Not at all,” you say. “A lot of the women here wear skirts.”

“Yes, I’ve noticed,” says Alice. She sits down at her desk, and you head into your own cube to start your day's work.

Continue.

The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely, skirt-clad bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”

Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.

You look up innocently at Alice, who looks rather amused. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She laughs. “Well as long as it wasn’t my bottom!” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

Alice stares at you with pursed lips. “That’s a little inappropriate,” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely.

“Hmm,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.

You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.

“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and pulls it together a bit. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her.

“Hazards of wearing a blouse,” she says with a little laugh.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, and then you return to your desk.

Continue.

“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, then hastily pulls her blouse shut. “Sorry about that!” she says. “Hazards of wearing a blouse.”

“No need to apologise,” you tell her. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Continue.

“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”

“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about her painting and violin-playing, amongst other things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, crossing her legs as she does so. This exposes some more of her right thigh, but you do your best not to stare at it. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.

“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile.

“It’s okay,” she says, “it’s just that it’s not been long since I broke up with my boyfriend, and I’m still…”

“I completely understand,” you say. Since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.