We are having to work late due to our boss needing a report finished before the morning. We have been working non-stop for about 8 hours now and the end doesn't seem any closer.
You are dressed in a smart suit jacket, low double breasted fastened over, pencil skirt, stockings and high heels, hair tied up.
I'm wearing white shirt with black trousers.
"Charlene, I think we should take a break. We have been going at this for hours. I know where the boss keeps his secret booze stash, what do you reckon?"
"Mark, I think we should really get this finished or we could be here all night" you say while keeping your head down.
"How about just one quick drink then? To help us get through it?"
"Yes, you are right, I suppose one won't hurt."
I go off to get a drink and come back with a bottle of vodka and 2 shot glasses. "This is all I could find." I smile slyly at you.
Walking over towards you, you are looking at me unsure if it's a good idea. "Mark, vodka?" But looking at you smiling, "oh why not, we deserve it."