Page 102 of Devil in a Tux


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“You know that science says chocolate is good for your heart. And, having chocolates would make this the best morning ever.”

I nodded. “I heard that.”

“The good book says sharing is virtuous.” She made it clear where she was going with these comments.

“I’m not opening it yet. I have to prepare for my meeting and besides, if it’s chocolate I can’t go into a sugar coma.”

“A sugar coma is only from donuts,” she scoffed.

“Don’t worry,” I said, picking up the box. “If it’s chocolate, I’ll be sharing. I can’t afford the pounds.”

“Or maybe it’s shoes,” Rita said. She clearly didn’t want to end this guessing game. “Something you can wear is better than something that is gone after you eat it.”

I held the box close to me. “I’m saving this for later. I have to get ready for Mr. Perez.”

“You’re no fun,” She complained as I took my prize to the small closet-like space that was my office.

She followed me. “When are you going to open it? I’m curious.”

“Maybe sometime later. Right now I have to prepare.”

That convinced her to go back to her desk.

If this was battery operated fun, I was going kill Evan for sending it to work. How did one even begin to explain something like that?

As I prepared for my meeting, the box taunted me and my continuing curiosity made concentrating impossible. Why did Evan have to do this to me? And why today?

There was a card attached in an envelope. On the outside it said personal and confidential.

I opened the card.

Brooklyn-

Red is a power color. Trust me, if you wear this for your meeting you will have more confidence and be more successful. Also, there is another important item inside that can be your explanation when your coworkers ask what you received.

Your boyfriend,

Ev

P.S. Open in private and then call me.

Red? Open in private? Really? The box was too small for a coat, and a red coat would make me look like I should be guarding Windsor Castle. Perhaps a sweater. Gloves didn’t make any sense.

Evan often wore red ties, but a tie didn't fit my attire today. Besides, I had no idea how to make the knot, but that’s what YouTube videos were for.

Maybe Rita was right. Red shoes would be nice. And power heels would be simple to wear for my meeting.

Making sure Rita wasn't lurking, I gingerly pulled open the wrapping on one end and then the other. Unfortunately the stiff paper made noise, but so far not enough to alert Rita.

When I got the wrapping loose, the box didn’t tell me anything plain white, with no markings of any kind. I carefully checked my surroundings before lifting the lid for a peek

Holy shit. I quickly replaced the lid after spying red lace. Clear evidence that this wasn’t shoes or a sweater. Was he insane? Sending me lingerie at work? I put the gift box in my lap, quickly removed the bra and panty set and stuffed them in a drawer. If Rita, or worse, Sydney saw these, I’d die. Admittedly a three pack of dildos would have been worse. A small white box remained at the bottom of the gift box.

Did Evan actually expect me to change into these today? He had said success was all about confidence.

With plenty of time before my meeting, I moved his lacy gifts to my purse, shoved the gift box under my desk and went to our bathroom. There wasn’t any harm in trying them on to see if they did make me feel more confident. If they didn’t, I’d stick with what I had on, practical cotton and a bra that had lost one of its hooks in the back.

After locking the bathroom door, I put down the lid and started undressing. Luckily we had a coat hook on the back of the door to hang my things off the floor. Before I finished I had an odd concern. If he’d gotten me crotchless panties I was going to murder him. Then again, nobody had ever gotten me anything like that before.

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