shades of gray and cream and really quite stunning, and into the master bathroom. Even needing to pee as badly as she did, she still had time to be impressed by the marble counter tops and high-end fixtures. She spotted the commode at the far end of the bathroom and headed for it with a sigh of relief. She was just washing her hands when there was a knock on the door. “Just a minute.” She called. She dried her hands and then pulled a hair elastic from her purse and quickly gathered her hair into a messy bun on the top of her head. When she had left for the party it had been somewhat straight, but the humidity in the air had brought out her natural wave and now it just looked unruly. She hesitated and looked at her shirt in the mirror. It was light blue in colour and although it was snug and highlighted her breasts nicely, she had as usual, buttoned it nearly to her throat. She unbuttoned the top three buttons and then the fourth. She was wearing a push-up bra and her ample cleavage pushed at the opening of her shirt. She studied her reflection for a moment, tempted to leave her shirt unbuttoned and go back to the party. Alex had nothing on her in the chest department and it wouldn’t be the first time Lucy had used her rack to grab a man’s attention. “If you’ve got it, flaunt it – right?” She muttered to herself. She doubted Jason would be able to ignore her if she left her shirt the way it was. She might not know much about her boss but she did know the man loved him some boobs. She grinned a little. Alex would be no match for her and she suddenly wanted to see the look on her face when Lucy came sauntering outside with her cleavage on display. She’d have a – She snorted and brought herself back to reality. She had always prided herself on being completely professional both at work and work functions and now she was considering throwing that all away just because she was jealous. Ridiculous. She was losing it. She would say goodbye to Heather and Jerry and leave, she decided. She’d had just about all she could take of Jason ignoring her. As she reached for the buttons on her shirt there was another knock and the door opened. “Hey, this room is occupied!” She clasped her hands together nervously in front of her as Jason stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, leaning against it and staring at her. She swallowed and took a nervous step back. He was dressed in jeans and a tight gray t-shirt that emphasized his broad chest and narrow waist. Her eyes wandered back to his face and she frowned a little. He was as handsome as ever, but for the first time she noticed that he looked tired and there were dark circles under his eyes. “Hello little Lucy.” He said softly. “Hello Mr. Young.” He frowned. “So we’re back to Mr. Young are we?” She nodded stiffly. “Yes, we are.” “Very well. How have you been Ms. Reid?” “Just fine.” She cleared her throat nervously. He took a couple of steps forward and she took another step back. His gaze dropped to her chest and her nipples hardened in response to the look of dark desire in his eyes. “I like your shirt.” He said a bit hoarsely. “Thank you. Excuse me please.” She had to get away from him. Just being this close to him was bringing back all sorts of delicious memories, and it didn’t help that he was looking at her like he wanted to lick her all over. She went to step past him and he grasped her upper arm, pulling her to a stop. “Are you going back to the party with your shirt like that?” She looked down at her cleavage. “What’s wrong with my shirt? You just said you liked it.” “I do.” He admitted. “And I have a feeling that Carlos will like it too. Especially since your cleavage is at eye level for him.” She could feel a smile starting and tamped it down. She would not be sucked in by his charm