The sun had long ago set as you typed away at your keyboard, just trying to put the final touches on that presentation you had tomorrow. It was a late night but you didn't mind. With no wife or kids to go home to, you weren't missing out on much getting a little extra work in. Just as you were about to pack things up, you heard a rapping at your door. This came as a bit of a surprise to you because you didn't think anybody else would have been here so late as well. "Come in," you call out as you hit save and start shutting down your laptop. The door glides open and a paw steps into the room. You look up and see it is the crimson red fox, Linda Wright. Your office didn't have many anthropomorphics in it but Linda was always a hard worker, leading a small team of five or six on the other side of this floor.

"Ah, Miss Wright. What can I do for you?"

"Well, sir, I brought in that report you asked for," she smiles, motioning at the manilla folder in her hand.

"The quarterly report? That wasn't due until the end of the week."

"Thank you, sir," She replies, swishing her tail behind her. "I do my best to stay ahead of my work."

"I suppose you could leave it here with me but you also could have just emailed it to me. Why bother bringing it all the way over here in person?"

"Well, sir," Linda blushes beneath her fur, and begins to slowly unbutton her blazer. It was at this moment that you realized she wasn't wearing any kind of blouse on underneath it. "I just happened to notice that we were the only two left in the office and I've been wanting to have a one-on-one with you ever since you started here."

It looks like it's going to be a very late night at the office.

-TB