The Wild Threesome
It was too dressy for work. “Do you think it’s too dressy?” she asked.
“No,” I answered, smiling. “You *have* to go wild now and then.” She
smiled a relieved smile. Marie, that is. It was morning and she’d just
come into my office. The dress was too sexy–it was dark, tight, short,
and the neckline plunged. OK for the right date, but wrong for work.
Very wrong. But what could I say? And why was she wearing it?
“Dave made me wear it.”
Weird. “Looks like something Dave might like you in. I guess he’s not
the jealous type. …