Just as Steven was about to follow his co-workers downstairs, he got a call to the manager's office, not that he minded, he liked talking to the acting manager, Elizabeth Jakins. Steven felt that he could talk to her about almost anything, she liked to listen to people. But tonight, Steven had little to say and a LOT to do, but he didn't want to rush into it too quickly.
"Hello you!" Steven greeted Elizabeth in a cheery tone, as he knocked on the door of the office.
Elizabeth, looked up from the paperwork she was doing and smiled at him. "Hey poppet, how are you?" she inquired, referring to Steven with the nickname she had given him.
"I'm...surprisingly good, thank you!" Steven grinned, as he walked into the office.
Elizabeth then got to her feet and they proceeded to give each other a hug as they always did. "Good! I'm glad you're well" she responded.
"And you?" Steven asked, receiving an exhaustive nod in reply. "Oh you know, piles of paperwork still to do, phone calls to make, the usual" she chuckled, "But I'm okay, thank you!" As she then walked back to her chair, Steven took note of her clothing, as he always did. Her svelte, 5' 5" tall form was dressed in a navy colored trouser suit, with a red, satin blouse underneath, the top three buttons of which were not fastened. Yet to Steven's disappointment, those few, unfastened buttons weren't enough to give a view of her cleavage. She also had on a pair of 'nearly black' pantyhose underneath her trousers, and a pair of size 5 (EU 38, US 7.5) black patent, high heeled court shoes adorned her feet.
The shoes, which boosted Elizabeth's height to 5' 8", really turned Steven on, he had a thing for high heels since he was a teenager.
"Anyway, the reason I called you in Steven is I've decided to give you a few more hours of work a week" Elizabeth said, as she sat back down. "I know the store hasn't been taking as much money as it normally does, which was why we had to cut back, but things are starting to pick up again" she explained.
"Thank you, I appreciate that" Steven replied, as he took the opportunity to admire her modest breasts whenever she wasn't looking. They were a B-Cup, not necessarily large but since she always wore tight-fitting blouses, they were constantly emphasized.
Elizabeth then continued talking, telling Steven exactly which evenings he would be working extra starting from next week. Steven idly assimilated the information as he continued admiring his manager's appearance, trying to decide whether or not any 'modifications' were necessary.
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