Where the heart is (Devious Intent & Jenna)

[Jenna]

Friedman Manor



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Home is where the heart is. For Angelica Friedman, it was also where her office was. It encapsulated her whole world. In the past few months it was also where her true love worked. The 35-room manor was a family heirloom that she inherited on her 21st birthday. It was where she grew up and a place she had always felt emotionally attached with, having many fond memories as well as those more bleak. The 36-year old chestnut blonde also built up her Angel Law Firm company there, employing more than 20 legal eagles and other staff.

There were very few regrets Angie had in converting much of the medieval building as a workplace for her employees. Apart from attending court sessions, the vast majority of her business was done online. There was little requirement for any of her clientele to visit her premises. Most of the time her legal team would visit them when the need arose. It gave the extra feeling to the place that they were part of her family though the senior attorney had her own blood relations, including her parents and siblings scattered around the country. Many were legal beavers too.

Despite combining her home and her business, little was known about the chestnut blonde's private life. Much was shrouded in secrecy. There was no record of her ever being married nor indeed having any children herself. She never was a regular socialite. No one ever seemed to be sure about her sexuality though there were rumours that she preferred her own gender. Indeed her life is believed to have been turned upside down since employing an 18 year old intern but Angie tried to remain the soul of discretion about her love life. But people nearest to her had their own suspicions.

 

[Devious Intent]

Niece looked into the mirror in her small lousy apartment. Her black dress hugged all the right parts of her body. Were Niece to work in a usual office, she could have never worn this assemble to the building. Although her male colleagues would likely have accepted it as 'borderline okay' for the sole reason of gawking at her million dollar ass, Niece would have been called to order by a jealous woman in HR.

Luckily she didn't work in some dusty office. Fortunatly there weren't any men staring at her body. And even more in her favor, she was secretly engaged to the boss!

Though the feeling of driving to the 'office' pained the young vixen a lot. Niece considered her fiancé her home as her own. She wanted to spend every minute together and get her name on the door. She'd hinted at it many times, but to no avail. Her sexually submissive partner had kept a strong opinion on how to run her company, and a lesbian relatonship with an employee had been no part of said philosophy.

Well, tough luck. Angelica had fallen for Niece, and she'd fallen hard! The younger woman had played nice for far too long, now it was time for some change. If Angelica wanted to keep their relationship going, she'd have to start meeting her fiancé her wishes as well. The first of which Niece was about to tell the CEO and head of the firm this very day.

"Goodmorning everyone!" Niece pronounced cheerfully as she passed the lady at the small make-shift reception area. Not a lot of people were in. Good.

"Is Miss Friedman in?" Niece asked, knowing damn well her lover's agenda didn't have any appointments outside the building today, but still played her role like she always did.

Thanking the young girl behind the desk, Niece made it into the office without knocking. Her hips swaying as high heels carried her over the classic wooden floors.

"Hey Angie!" Niece said and winked before closing the door behind her. "Sorry for barging in, but I wanted to talk to you..." Niece said and walked over to Angie's side of the desk. Sitting down with her tight behind on the desk in front of Angelica. Her left leg would reach out and softly run up against Angelica's. "And I've missed you. You know I hate going back to my place over the weekend..." Niece said biting her bottem lip in arousal.

 

[Jenna]

"Honey. Honey. Honey. Why are you ....................? I've told you , sweetheart. We can't .................. You shouldn't even be here."

Such a doll. How was Angelica supposed to chastise such a goddess dressed so ravishingly even though she had told Niece a million times about about her behaviour and what she wore around the office. She could have eaten the peach as afters for breakfast but would never admit such an appetite even to herself. The pre-eminent attorney had fallen head over heels for the teenager who had such a hold over her, not knowing quite what she was doing any more, even distracting her work

"Who's seen you, except Charlotte? No one else knows you're here?"

If her fiancé missed her during the weekend, Angie craved for her. Why was Niece wearing black, the colour just made her even more alluring, more licentious. The tightness of the mini-dress only exaggerated her every curve and digression. The translucent frilling made a mockery of any innocence or celibacy. Already the husky intern was tantilising Angie, her leg seducing hers. There was no need to include her body in such a provocative way, her boss was already a captive audience.

"No way can you go back to your office like that, precious. You know that. I don't need to tell you."

What was the chestnut blonde supposed to do with her instant gratification half her age. Angie was a closeted lesbian, never even admitting her sexuality even to herself, let alone her parents, family, friends and her staff. Was the girl who was overtaking her life going to make her go absent without leave yet again? The injury-compensation lawyer feared what cost she was causing to her business but she found Niece so irresistible as she finally stood up. She was besotted.

"What are you going to make me do to you, My Mistress? You know I'll do anything for you, Princess."

It wasn't completely true but she was being mesmerised by the teen. How much she was ruling herself.

 

[Devious Intent]

Niece smiled and brought her face close to Angelica's, the older woman surely expecting a kiss as a show of pleasure and appreciation for her flattering words. Right before their lips touched though, Niece her hand got up and landed a moderate but still sharp slap to her lover's face. A smile spreading across Niece her face, god she loved dominating this woman. And the thought of slapping her boss across the face made her more excited than she dared admit.

"You can sit your ass back down, or did I tell you to get up?" Niece whispered and used her leg to softly push Angelica back into her chair as she remained on the desk herself.

Allowing her legs to fall open, eye-level to Angelica in her chair. Niece gave a hint of a crimson red thong, knowing her lover's eyes would be drawn to it. "The bra matches, but you know that." Niecr said, playing into her lover's appreciation of lingerie.

Niece kicked her shoes off, the heels hitting the floor and bouncing around on the wood like they were dancing until they lay there still. One bare, pedicure with Angelica's money, foot and toes placed on the CEO's lap and ran up het thigh seductivly yet again.

"I wanted to talk to you first." Niece said and kept rubbing her foot up and down as she pouted. "Angie..." Niece said and pulled her foot back, knowing damn well Angelica would come to miss the touch. "I really, really hate having to go back to my place. It's lousy and cold. There's no place to park my car safely... and you've got this huge ass place. We're... we're engaged!" Niece said holding up her ring, the very same ring her fiancé didn't wear to work. "No one would know, it's not like I'd walk around naked in here. Are you ashamed of me? Someone else in your bed?"

 

[Jenna]

"Sweetie, we've been through all this before. I know you're young and impulsive. But there is a time and place for everything."

As Angelica was repeating herself and trying not to sound too patronising, she watched her young lover's foot stealthily creep higher and higher up her thighs. Her mind was pleading that her toes would reach the camel toe in her yellow stovepipe trouser-clad before it was underwhelmingly removed altogether. How much she loved the deliberate frisky teasings. It was a kind of mental abuse arousing and controlling her sexual urges that her boss had learned to cherish so much.

The earlier short slap to her face was what Angie felt she probably deserved. Despite her tender age, Niece seemed to know what button she could press to generate the required reaction and all in such a short whirlwind romance between the May-December pair. It had been a rather intense topsy turvy relationship and surprisingly the first involving the 36 year old chestnut blonde, who had been largely in denial of her sexuality throughout her life.. Any heterosexual endeavours were few and far between and tended never to get really started.

"It will happen, sweetheart. You know it will. We just need to be a little patient. I feel for you. And me too. I really do."

More and more regularly, her intern was proving more and more difficult to handle. She was developing a complete hold over Angie almost to the detriment of her established law firm. Seeking to assure the young raven head, she reached out for her arm and pulled her hand over her nether region as if encouraging her to loosen her zip and put her fingers inside her pants.

"We'll arrange something for lunchtime. But in the meantime, it will be best for all of us for you to go to your desk and try to focus on your work. Please, honey."

As her boss spoke, there was a certain twinkle side her sapphire blue eyes.

 

[Devious Intent]

Niece didn't move an inch, didn't even seem to pay attention while her lover was likely making up excuses again. Niece was already one step ahead, had already put her acting skills to the test. It wasn't pure fake, since her feelings did in fact conflict with the seemingly ever lasting push-away her boss was doing to her. Her fiancé, the one who refused to wear her ring... thinking about it, and some added drama tactics... Niece her eyes started to betray tears and soon had them run down her cheeks leaving a thick line of mascara covering her face as she looked up and nodded her head. "Yeah, okay. I won't ask again." Niece said getting off of the desk and going to put on her shoes before she would look at her boss again.

"I'll just work. Don't mind my feelings or whatever." Niece said and reached for her engagement ring and removed it from her finger. Placing it softly onto the desk, Niece turned and walked towards the door. "I'll leave it with you. Maybe that makes you remember who you're supposed to be loving boss." Niece said and halted as she took another breath. Surely her lover would have to stop her right now right? If only for the tears masking her pretty face, if not, Niece would go back to her desk and come up with a plan. She knew her lover could be cold at times, but if she was THIS cold, Niece didn't feel like holding back anymore.