Tales From Under The Desk, Part 2

Read the Prologue and Part 1.

Could a week have seemed any more like a year? I watched every word that I said, fearful of giving something away. Eric was disappointed that we couldn’t get together. He was working a late shift this week because the company was having one of their frequent outings and it was his turn to watch the shop, so to speak.

I feigned disappointment, too. But I couldn’t help but grin as I pulled into the parking lot. To be on the safe side, I parked well out of view of his car. As planned, I called Steven and he met me in the parking lot to escort me inside. I was dressed appropriately to blend in with the crowd. As I walked by several people who were leaving the building, I felt grateful I didn’t have to dress for the corporate world every day.

Steven showed me where to sign in and gave me a visitor’s badge that reflected the same fake name I’d used on the register. He navigated the maze of elevators and we both walked into one. He’d filled me in on security in the building. It was probably more than he is supposed to tell people, but it was important that I know what could and couldn’t be done within the eyes of the security cameras.

Exiting the elevator, Steven swiped a card to get past a locked door. We walked down a hallway and stopped in front of a dark room. This door he unlocked with a key and we went in. After the door was closed, he turned on the light and I saw it was an office that was being used for storage. Boxes were piled everywhere and they blocked the view through the door’s window, offering some privacy from passers-by.

I stashed my bag in one of the desk drawers which was, to my surprise, empty. And I waited. I knew Steven had retreated to a security station and was watching me on one of the many monitors on the bank in front of him. I checked myself in compact mirror and freshened up my lipstick. I pulled my skirt up just enough to see that my stockings were straight and to untwist one of the garters. My face reddened to see a text message from Steven on my cell phone: "Nice view!"

I looked straight at the camera and blew kisses.

Finally, I got what I’d been waiting for… the door opened and Steven poked his head in. "Let’s go." As we walked, Steven told me Eric was in his boss’s office. He again used a key to let me into the room and gave me a gentle prod forward when I stopped in the door to take in my surroundings.

I walked around the desk and rolled the chair back. While the desk was actually situated so it faced the door, what Steven didn’t mention was that it was L-shaped. Another monitor sat on that side of the desk and a menagerie of knobs, buttons and meters filled the space between the two monitors. I dropped to my knees and scooted under the front part of the desk.

"Good luck," Steven chuckled down at me as he retreated and I heard the door whoosh and shut behind him.