Those Hands in the Tailored Suit
🔞 Adult zone · all characters adult · pure fiction
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Trained in dance, plain-spoken and shy, she took a temp clerk job at a private firm that had nothing to do with her field — and from day one the veteran staff crushed her under their cold stares, convinced she had slid in on nothing but her looks. Only the department head — eight years her senior, always in a crisp suit — shielded her at the drinking parties and backed her in meetings, pulling this shunned newcomer, inch by inch, into the fold. A serious illness laid her flat for a long stretch, and once she recovered she resolved to live a different way: big waves in her hair, a pencil skirt with stockings and heels, shedding the sickly self for good. Just as the manager who had helped her got transferred away and her heart was at its lowest, the head said let’s have dinner soon and talk. That dinner led to his home, then to his car — the liquor rose in her, and riding that dizzy haze she grabbed hold of something she never should have. A woman with a boyfriend, she left her phone in her bag and never answered his calls; in the deserted office deep in the night, step by step she fell into those hands in the tailored suit.