Give them a show

Jason was a bit perplexed. His wife? He had just started working at this office today and hadn't agreed to meet up with Jenny. How could there already be someone claiming to be his wife and causing a disturbance? He let out a sigh as his first moment of rest had been cut so short but he couldn't create trouble already. He needed to deal with this as soon as possible. So, he told the assistant, Ronald, to put the call through. When the call was connected he quickly tried to get a grasp of the situation as he rubbed the crease between his furrowed brows. "Sorry to disturb you Mr. Westwood. I know it is your first day and that you are very busy but there is a woman here that is claiming to be your wife. Since I know you are married, I wanted to check whether this was in fact your wife. I asked her to provide us with ID or other proof but she refused and is giving us quite a hard time. In the end I decided to call you so that you could personally confirm whether this lady is who she claims she is or has to be escorted outside by security."

Jason let out another soft sigh as he said, "I understand. It is good that you called to confirm. I haven't been able to upload her profile yet for you to use in case she does visit. For now, could you describe her for me." As he was talking with the receptionist, he heard the voice of his supposed 'wife' and though the words didn't match Jenny, the voice did... When he heard the description of the woman waiting downstairs, he couldn't help thinking 'Is it possible that it is Jenny after all...?' She did say that she would give them a show. Could it be she had started her act already? Getting into character on his first day and set the tone for the foreseeable future? His silence had started to confuse the receptionist who was still awaiting instructions. Anxiously she called out, "Mr. Westwood..." Jason snapped out of his dazed look. Being uncertain whether it was indeed Jenny or an imposter, he decided to go downstairs in person to take a look. After all, he was the only one, aside from his father, that could confirm her identity. "I'll be right down." "Very well sir. I will inform the lady."

Jason took big strides out of his office and to the elevator, while keeping a composed look. He stepped inside and pressed the button for the main floor. When the doors opened up, the scene he saw caused his eyes to widen momentarily. Though the woman standing in front of the reception was indeed who she claimed to be, he could understand why the people at the front desk had a hard time believing her. Jenny was wearing a bright red, short dress that hugged her figure tightly and emphasized and barely hid all that he usually desperately tried to hide. She had matched it with very expensive, limited edition jewellery. That had a value equal of her weight in gold but somehow looked far from elegant with the way she was dressed at the moment. Arms crossed, impatiently tapping her thousand pound high heels Jenny stood there waiting for him by the receptionists that had blocked her path and were nervously waiting for his arrival. He stepped out of the elevator and walked over to the woman with heavy make-up and a spoiled princess pout on her face to complete the look.

When the receptionists saw Jason, their faces filled with the relief they felt and they let out a small sigh. Jenny noticed this and turned to see Jason standing just a few feet away from her. She let out a high pitched, excited squeal as she called out, "Jason!". She rushed over and threw herself at him, pushing her body against him. Making her breasts almost bulge out of the revealing dress. "Dear, you have to stand up for me. These horrible women didn't even believe me when I told them that I was your wife. They refused to let me go upstairs and they were looking down on me." She looked past Jason as she yelled out to them, "Still don't believe me? Who is the liar now, hmm?!" The women bowed politely and apologized for not recognizing her before they were dismissed by Jason, who told them he would take it from here.

When the two women were out of hearing distance, Jason put his arm around Jenny and walked her to the elevator as he whispered, "What are you wearing? Have you lost your mind?" A bit offended Jenny folded her arms over one another and responded with questions of her own. "What is that supposed to mean? I am supposed to be a vixen who seduced you with my body. How else did you expect me to play the part?" As they stepped inside the elevator Jason looked over Jenny's outfit once more as he let out a sigh. Surrendering himself to the situation created by his loving wife that had worked hard to help him out. A bit too hard unfortunately. Though he didn't like it one bit, she had dressed for the part perfectly. He took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders while trying to pull the dress on both sides as if trying to make the length of the fabric increase by stretching it. Fighting the urge to put his jacket on her backwards like a straightjacket as he was reprimanding her under his breath and preparing himself for the dreadful 'Ping!' when the doors would open once more.