Tim Jenkins was another office drone, and he hated it. Every day, spending hours in front of a computer screen, filling out forms and reports, answering to the most uptight boss on the planet. It was sheer purgatory. Sure, it could be worse, but it was just dull. Boring. Mind numbing. If only there was a way to spice things up a little.
He looked around his shabby apartment and sighed, then looked back at the porn on his computer screen. Even this is getting boring he mused. His mind wandered from the naked women in his browser to the one thing about his job that actually was interesting... Tiffany Lewis.
Tiffany was the office receptionist, and about the only thing Tim looked forward to every day. Tall. Blonde. Leggy. Stacked. She was absolutely stunning, and exceptionally flirty. She called everyone "babe" and "honey," even though she was engaged to some rich asshole. An asshole who paid for the sexy, colorful, designer wardrobe that no normal receptionist could ever afford.
She definitely was a bright spot in a beige office. If only she was available. Or...
No, it was pointless to fantasize about. Tim was about to slink off to bed when a banner on the screen caught his eye. "Your greatest desire fulfilled. Add the magic back in your life." Curious, and bored, he clicked. The page that loaded wasn't all too interesting, just a rather empty looking forum with the header "Make a Wish." There were already a few entries, some quite kinky. Tim went ahead and signed up, and stared at the blank submission page for a moment before he began to type.
"I just wish everybody at my office was more like the receptionist, Tiffany Lewis."
Jon stopped for a second as he scrolled past that one. It wasn't especially kinky, but it was pretty open to interpretation. So Jon decided to grant it, in the way he saw fit...
