"Don't worry, as long as you don't give yourself away, I won't say a thing."
"Okay, then I'm heading up."
Reassured by her words, Greg Jensen went back to the manager's office.
After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Amber Hall walked in.
In just that short time, she had changed into a black long dress.
The form-fitting dress perfectly showcased her wasp waist and pert posterior, especially the section of her calf exposed beneath the hem, creating a stark contrast with the black dress.
Greg was momentarily stunned and swallowed hard.
Seeing this, Amber couldn't help feeling a bit smug. She turned around, locked the office door, and then sat on Greg's lap.
She wrapped her arms around Greg's neck and said with a charming smile, "Have you missed me after all this time?"
"Missed you, of course, I have."
Greg ran his hand over her form and then caressed up her leg.
"Hey, are you getting bolder? This is the office, you know."
