Shema confidently walked to the room number the receptionist had given her. This was lucky! She had thought Shameen would have an open cubicle and that she would have to drag him somewhere private, but he had his own office, with a door!
Walking into the office, she grinned at her husband's shocked expression and closed the door behind her. Hopping on his desk, she looked out the window, intentionally avoiding his gaze, as she poked and prodded at him with her high-heeled shoes.
Shameen, torn between attraction towards his wife and the fear of losing his job, could only stare and wait for her to make her next move, just as she had planned.
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