As I finished typing a memo my boss had handed to me earlier and looked up at the clock. It was 11:30am already. “I’ll never get all this stuff done today, unless I work through lunch.” I began to shuffle through the piles of papers on my desk and sighed. At least it wouldn’t be too hard, just a lot of copies to make. As I got everything together that needed to be copied I noticed Mathew’s workload was about the same as mine. With the merger closing in a week, just about everyone was over loaded.

Lunchtime finally arrived. I figured since almost everyone would be out of the office, I’d be able to get all the copies made without having to wait on anyone else. I quickly grabbed the stack of papers and held them close to my chest as I hurried off to the ‘closet’ as it was affectionately called. The copy room was really nothing more than a closet that happened to have a copier machine and its accessories in it. I was large enough to fit several people and we’d often sneak short coffee breaks two or three people at a time.

As I opened the door, to my relief no one was in there. I began to sort through the papers, getting them in order when part of the stack fell. I swore under my breath, put the other papers on the little table next to the copier and bent over at the waist. As I bent over, my short skirt hiked up and I felt a gentle breeze. I disregarded it as just my skirt rising up to my ass.