Karly stood up from her seat and extended her greeting to Rose, who shook her hand and welcomed Karly aboard. Their hands lingered together, fingers entwined, as both stared into each other's eyes.

Rose bit her bottom lip and said, "Welcome aboard, Karly. I hope you will fit in nicely here in this department. I will keep an eye on you since this is your first day on the job. If you have any problems with anyone, come see me straight away."

Karly smiled, staring into Rose's eyes, "I will remember that, Rose, and thank you for putting your faith in me, and giving me this opportunity. I promise you won't regret it.''

Karly slowly took her hand away from Rose's. Turning around, she started to sway her ass back and forth, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She stopped for a second to look back at Rose, who blew her a kiss for good luck on her first day at work. Karly smiled, and turning the door handle, walked out of her office and leaned back against the door with a sigh of relief.

Karly said to herself, Oh, my god, I can't believe Rose is also my boss and neighbor. I don't know how I am going to be able to control myself around her. She is beautiful, gorgeous, sweet and from what I can gather, she seems like one of the most reasonable people I've ever met. But I must be professional around Rose. I do have a girlfriend; I don't want to make things more difficult than they already are.

Karly took a moment to collect herself as she began to walk towards her desk. Pulling out her chair, she sat down, slowly crossing one leg over the other as her skirt rode up, exposing her bare, smooth thigh.

She began to look up all the files for the past two weeks and was disgusted at what she saw. Rolling her eyes, Karly began to fix other people's mistakes, rearranging the input numbers and output numbers back into order.

Correcting some typos and errors, Karly said to herself, Jesus! how did half of these workers get here? It's not because of their work ethic, from what I see. It seems like a bunch of workers were lazy and took the easy road out. I have half a mind to show this to Rose or Layla, but I won't rat or be a tattle tale. So, what should I do?

Sighing softly, she leaned back in her chair and wiggled her foot around a few times, contemplating what she should do. Should she inform Layla or Rose? She didn't have the answer, so Karly left it alone for now and continued fixing the simple input and output mistakes that she found.

Layla came over because she had been watching the whole time and noticed that Karly was in some discomfort. As the administrative supervisor, she asked what was wrong.

"Karly, sweetie, what is going on? You looked like you were in some discomfort about something. I was concerned. Would you tell me what is wrong so I can help you?"

Karly panicked momentarily but, started to calm down as she looked up at Layla. She smiled politely and replied, "Oh, I am fine. Thank you for checking up on me. I was just having trouble with these input and output numbers. I think you have a few incompetent workers who are making careless mistakes."

She nodded her head and asked Layla to come and see for herself. She pointed at the computer screen, showing her the simple mistakes people were making and how she had fixed them. Everything had been mixed up and in the wrong place. Input numbers were where output numbers should be.

Karly told Layla, "I was fighting with myself whether I should tell you or Rose about these, but I didn't want to be known as a tattletale or a rat. You know what that’s like, right? I have heard some whispers and gossip from other girls from other companies. Once a rat, you will never be liked nor trusted."

Layla placed her hand on Karly's shoulder to reassure her that everything was going to be okay, and said, "Don't you worry too much about that, babe. You'll be fine here. It’s true what you said about tattle tales, but you look like the type that wouldn't say a word about anything or anyone. Sometimes it can be an advantage and a disadvantage."

Layla smiled softly, her hand still resting on Karly's shoulder. She began to stroke and rub her shoulder gently. With a soft moan escaping from her lips, Karly forgot where she was. This was the first time in three months she had been touched or rubbed this way.

Watching from the window in her office, Rose looked displeased with Layla's advances towards Karly, who noticed the discontent in Rose's eyes. Feeling a little bad, Karly did not want to make trouble for Rose. She removed Layla's hand from her shoulder.

Karly looked up at Layla and said, "I think we should be professional around each other. I do not want to make trouble or cause any discomfort between you and Rose. I do know you two both like me. It is very obvious, so in the meantime, let’s be professional. Is that okay?"

Layla smiled and nodded her head, asking Karly, “Are we still on for our coffee date like you promised? Just between co-workers, of course."

Grinning, Karly slowly nodded. "Of course we are still on for coffee, I wouldn't miss it for the world. Oh, Layla, would it be alright if I invited Rose along with us because you both need to hear about my personal life."

Layla's eyes flickered for a moment, startled that Karly would ask if Rose could join them; she wanted her for herself. Layla composed herself though and nodded her head. Yes, Rose could come along too.

Karly stood up to give Layla a soft, friendly kiss on the cheek, and walked off, skipping towards Rose's office. Layla rested her hand against her cheek where Karly had kissed her and smiled softly, thinking to herself, oh my god, Karly has such beautiful, moist, sweet lips. I hope to kiss her for real some day. But I am surprised she asked if Rose can come too. She must never find out about Rose and me. I don't want her to think badly of me.

Layla stood there daydreaming on what it might be like to kiss Karly on the lips. The image in her mind was breathtaking, as she quickly walked to the women's washroom to relieve herself.

She walked to the stall and closed the door behind her. Leaning back against the door, she slid her hand up under her skirt and moved her fingertips up and down her slit.

Not realizing how wet she actually was, Layla continued to slide her finger up and down herself, back and forth, her moans becoming more intense as they echoed throughout the washroom. Layla started to moan Karly's name.

In pure ecstasy, she imagined, "Mmmm, fuck! Yes... ugh, Karly, mmm fuck, don't stop. Oh, god that feels so good. I love the way you feel inside me."

Opening her eyes, Layla looked down, moaning louder, wishing Karly was fingering her. She couldn't stop moving her fingers. As she was almost ready to cum, her juices began to flow down her thigh.

Layla's chest began to heave in and out, her breath ragged and husky. Almost at her limit, she slipped a second finger inside her, sliding her hips back and forth. Panting, she let out a huge scream most of the building could have heard. As she came, she slid down to the floor.

Trying to collect and calm herself down, Layla stood up to smooth out her skirt, fix her hair and her blouse. Opening the door, she walked towards the sink, washed her hands, and looked into the mirror. She smiled happily to herself, If only it was Karly fingering me, I think I'd still be in there. She could easily make me cum more than Rose ever could.

Karly looked towards the washroom since it was easy to figure out what Layla was doing. She laughed and behaved as normally as she could, and went on about her business.

Karly walked up to Rose's door, knocked twice, and waited for an answer while fixing her hair a bit. Rose opened her door and smiled at Karly, "Yes, Karly, how may I help you? Is everything going okay working for me? Are you fitting in? I hope Layla wasn't hitting on you too much. She usually does when a pretty new face enters this office."

Karly giggled softly, putting her hands up to calm Rose down with her questions.

"I am fine, Rose, really! Everything is going okay, I promise. I was having trouble, idiotic workers were being lazy and incompetent which makes my job harder. The input and output numbers were mixed up. For veteran workers, they aren’t really that good if a rookie like me can catch their simple mistakes."

Karly asked Rose another question, "Um, Rose, I wanted to invite you to go for a coffee with me on break if you are interested? I mean, Layla is already coming so I wanted you to be there to hear my story as well. You know about Priscilla, and I don't know you well. If you join me, I'll fill you both in on how we've come to know each other."

Rose smiled happily and jumped at the opportunity. She nodded yes. "Of course I'll go on a coffee break with you and Layla. That way I can keep an eye on her. I should protect my best interest."

Tilting her head to the side for a moment, Karly asked, "What do you mean, to protect your best interest? What makes me any different from your other lady co-workers? I am nothing special, Rose, I am just me. Also, don’t give me any special treatment just because you know me outside of work."

Smiling back softly, Rose licked her bottom lip, making it moist and wet, and replied to Karly's two questions, "Well, how can I put this? You are a talented woman, beautiful, sweet, and very kind. You seem to know your way around office work. It's like you know what to do without anyone telling you."

Rose continued answering Karly's next question, "I was watching you while you worked. I was impressed at how well you carried yourself. I have to admit I was excited that I hired you.