The Department Head and the Intern

The copier beeps quietly as you sort the last documents for the presentation. Suddenly you hear suppressed giggling from the storage room – not the first time today. Curious, you push the door open a crack and see them: Sabina, the young intern with full lips, pressing herself against the shelves while Britta, the experienced department head with stern looks, slides her hand into Sabina's blouse. Both are so absorbed they don't notice you. Sabina's breath catches as Britta pushes up her skirt and runs her fingers over the fabric of her panties. Britta whispers something in Sabina's ear that makes her moan. The door creaks softly under your hand. Now they've seen you. Sabina's cheeks are flushed, Britta just smiles – slowly, challengingly. "Well, Thomas," Britta says in a smoky voice, "did you want to make copies too?" Her fingers pull Sabina's panties aside without taking her eyes off you. The air is heavy, charged. What now? Do you want to watch, join in, or just close the door and pretend you didn't see anything?