Freedom

Tunde came into his office that morning, and found Bola sitting on his chair, putting on nothing, except a sexy black lingerie, which barely did a thing to cover up her nakedness.

"What the fuck?!" He exclaimed the moment he saw her.

"I suggest you close the door, if you don't want anyone to walk in, and find out about our little secret." Bola said smiling, touching her breasts.

Tunde quickly shut the door behind him, and locked it, so his assistant doesn't walk in on them, and then get the wrong impression.

"What are you doing in my office? And why are you dressed like that for heaven's sake? Who even let you in, in the first place?"

He has told his assistant never allow her into his office, but knowing Bola, she must have threatened to throw a tantrum, leaving his assistant with no other choice, but to let her in. He would have to speak to the security at the gate then.