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Office politics and sex make for uneasy bedfellows as Jennifer, a twelve year veteran, is about to find out. It’s an age old story, a powerful man exchanging position and prominence for sexual favors. Same old, same old… Unless, Jennifer can turn the tide and change the story?
Written by Rebecca Milton
Published by AmorBooks
Jennifer stepped from the shower and wrapped a towel around herself. She dried her body and then, dropped the towel and stood naked in the middle of bathroom. She wiped her hand across the steamed bathroom mirror and cleared a path to look at herself. She looked at her face, touched it with gentle fingers. She stood and waited for the steam to subside, for the mirror to clear completely so she could see her entire body, naked, slightly wet. She looked at herself with an objective eye.
Thirty-six, divorced, no kids, she ate right, worked out a few times a week. She walked. That was something, she thought. Isn’t that what all the health magazines say, walking is the best exercise? Didn’t Tammy, in the office, have some kind of thing strapped to her ankle that showed her how many steps she walked every day? Tammy looked… OK.
But Jennifer… She looked good. Her body was trim, her breasts were a nice size and still had their buoyancy. They hadn’t started to…
