She thought maybe she’d given Helena the wrong impression by not saying anything when she first noticed Helena’s sexual overtures. Figuring that perhaps her friendliness and indulgence was misleading she changed her demeanor when interacting with Helena to project only professionalism. She didn’t want to embarrass herself or jeopardize her job by telling Helena outright to fuck off so instead she veered away from any conversations of a personal nature and avoided being alone with Helena whenever possible.

When Helena noticed that Dylan was moving away from her she became even more aggressive in her pursuit. After weeks of harassment Dylan could no longer stay quiet so she told Helena that she didn’t appreciate the attention and she wanted her to stop. She accused Helena of sexual molestation but in Helena’s mind Dylan was just playing hard to get. She had her sights on Dylan and she was used to getting her way. Helena’s persistence made it difficult for Dylan to concentrate on her job. She avoided contact with Helena as much as possible but it was hard since they had to work on the projects together. 

***

Dylan was working late one evening preparing for a meeting the next day when she realized that she needed information from a file stored in Helena’s office. The information was critical to completing the document she was working on. Having no other choice she left the conference room which had been set up as her temporary office and walked over to Helena’s. The door was open and she could see Helena sitting at her desk sipping wine with her feet up.

Dylan knocked on the door frame to get her attention. “Excuse me Helena. I’m sorry to bother you but I need the estimated project costs from the Neilson file to finish my preparation for the meeting. I believe you have the file.”

“Dylan yes of course. Come in. I’ll get it for you. As a matter of fact why don’t you have a seat for a minute? I haven’t seen you all day.” 

“I’m really busy Helena. It’s late and I need to get this done. Could you just give me the file please?”

Helena got up from her desk and walked over to where Dylan stood by door. It was the end of the business day so she’d removed her jacket and opened a few buttons on her shirt to get comfortable. She’d also kicked off the designer stilettos which lay haphazardly under her desk, but even in her stockened feet she stood a couple of inches taller than her subordinate. She took Dylan’s hand and pulled her into the office then closed the door.