The Secretary and The Boss

[Nephratiri]

Sitting in her boss's desk, Jasmine checked all the camera streams on his computer and made sure they would all save to her computer at home. Her body was petite compared to her boss's, so it looked like his leather chair was swallowing her entire body in the view from the back left camera. Jasmine had secured hidden cameras in all four corners of her boss's office and she was checking the views and herself on the monitor screen.

Jasmine's long black hair cascaded down her back before ending in large curles at the waist band of her suit. Her hazel green eyes were framed in gold half rimmed glasses, her ivory skin almost matching the color gold. Her entire body was perfectly tanned all over, which suggested she sunbathed regularly. She had the perfect hour glass figure with C-cup breasts, a firm ass, and flat stomach. Her perfectly shapped legs were visible because of her aluring skirt and her delicate feet were hidden in her black heals. Standing at the height of five feet seven inches she was mostly leg dressed in a white button up shirt that revealed her sensual curves and strained to cover her breasts; even with the deep V-neck line that reached just below her breasts. The bottom of her shirt was tucked into her skirt that was knee length, until you saw the slit on her right side that reached all the way back up to her hips. With the way Jasmine walked in her heals you could get a perfect shot up her leg if you watched long enough.

Once everything was secured Jasmine hid the video icons and rose from her boss's desk just in time for him to walk in. Her full red lips smiled at him, walking around to the other side of his desk. "Welcome back sir" leaning against the front of his desk she had her hands resting behind her, pushing her breasts out alittle. "Was the flight pleasurable?" her voice held a hint of velvet want as her hazel eyes watched him move around the room. Jasmine knew she was lucy to have an attractive boss, because blackmailing an ugly one made it harder to keep face.

 

[Ulcis God of Chains]

Felix stared at the numbers as they slowly grew larger on the elevator's floor display. The flight had been long. The meeting in Chicago had run longer than he'd wanted to and he was just now getting back to the office in New York. He needed to pull some papers before he was able to head home for the night and sleep off the minor jet lag that he felt, but he really loathed the idea of coming up to the office this late. He knew no one would be here, which he liked, but if he didn't finish quickly he wouldn't get nearly the sleep he needed if he wanted to be sharp for the meeting tomorrow. He sighed as he ran his hand through his dark hair, looking sideways into the mirrored walls of the elevator. His crystal blue eyes stared back at him from behind his glasses. He adjusted them briefly because they sat crooked on his nose, but gave up when he saw the rest of his less than perfect appearance. He was still wearing the business suit that had been tailor made for him. It was black and slimming and beneath he wore a fitted, red button-up shirt with a black and grey striped tie. He reached up with his free hand and pulled the tie loose so that he could unbutton the top button of his shirt briefly, his chest seen beneath because of the low v-neck shirt he wore beneath his business attire. His black shoes clicked as he turned back toward the doors as they opened up.

Felix was surprised to find the lights on in the office though. The offices usually closed by eight at the latest and it was already ten. He glanced down at his watch to double check the time, lifting his briefcase as he pulled back his sleeve, then headed to his office. Lo and behold his secretary was in here, working hard it appeared. He couldn't help his eyes as they glanced down over her body, taking her in, his gaze lingering on her skirt and then her breasts as they rose back to her eyes.
"It wasn't the worst flight I've ever been on," he said as his eyes looked behind her on his desk to see if any papers were laying out, "You're here awfully late."
As he spoke he moved over to his desk, his six foot frame casting a shadow on her as he removed the watch from his wrist and set his briefcase down on the floor. Jasmine was a new addition to the team, or relatively new at least. She'd been hired a couple of months prior to replace the last secretary who'd been caught stealing secrets for another company. Needless to say, Felix was leery of trusting anyone just yet.

 

[Nephratiri]

Watching Felix move around the office Jasmine took in his tossled look. While his tailored suit looked good on his body she could see the wrinkles from sitting in the meetings and on the plane for hours. "I knew you'd be coming back to the office tonight, so I thought I'd get your papers pulled together so you could look at them before your meeting tomorrow" it wasn't a complete lie, but it wasn't the entire truth either. Walking around his desk to stand next to him she slowly slid a hand up his arm "Here, let me take your coat". Without much permission or protest she removed the jacket and walked it to the coat hanger next to the door.

Looking at her boss Jasmine smiled lightly to herself "Do you have a girlfriend?". Maybe it was too personal of a question since she was still new, but the more she knew the more she could get out of him. Walking back to Felix slowly she let her hands brush over her body sensually, absently. Looking into his eyes she walked around his desk and leaned against it, positioning herself infront of him. With his height and the opening of her shirt he could see that she wasn't wearing a bra and there was a fair chance that she wasn't wearing panties either. Reaching a hand out Jasmine touched one of the secured buttons on Felix's shirt.

 

[Ulcis God of Chains]

Felix sat at his desk and was about to protest when Jasmine removed his jacket. He watched as she walked it over to the hanger, his eyes absentmindedly following her ass as it swayed with each step. His sharp gaze caught the slit that showed her bare thigh all the way up to her hips. His eyebrow cocked at that, but he said nothing. He looked down as he began to pull the file out of his drawers and look through it for the papers, his ears listening intently to the clicking of the heels as they stepped back across the room to him. The question she posed again made him raise an eyebrow, but he dismissed the thought as he answered.
"No girlfriend, Jasmine," he said as he flipped the page of the report, "You know as well as I do that I don't have time for a relationship."
He felt her grazing touch. Something was definitely up. Felix wasn't a fool. Surely this new secretary wasn't going to seriously try something with him in his own office.
"What about you, Jasmine? Surely a girl as attractive as you has a boy to call her own."
It was a ploy to detract her attention from him. He had little doubt that she had a boyfriend. Surely because, as he had said, she was extremely hot, but off limits. Office romances were a definite no. After a moment he glanced up at her, his eyes doing a double take as he realized that she was bra-less. As she reached out and undid a button, though, Felix pulled back, leaning back in his chair.
"What do you think you're doing, Jasmine?" he asked calmly, his fingers going to his temple and his elbow resting on the armrest of his chair as he looked at her.

 

[Nephratiri]

No girlfriend was fine with Jasmine, but Felix was catching on faster then she'd expected. With his question about a boyfriend she knew he was catching on. "I haven't found a guy that keeps my attention for very long" when she finally unfastened the button she smoothed her hand down the masterial of his shirt when he scooted back. His calm question about what she was doing almost made her rethink her plan "I'm trying to get you to relax". Pushing off the side of the desk she closed the distance between them and slowly unfastened the rest of his shirt. "I'm sure you'll remember in my resume that i was a massage therapist" she was almost discouraged when she saw an under shirt under his dress shirt, but it was just one more barrier she was more then happy to overcome.

Once most of Felix's shirt was unfastened she gently rubbed her hand up and down his chest, warming the area. Leaning forward she whispered against his ear "If you want to move to one of the other chairs near the coffee table I can get your shoulders to relax". With Jasmine leaning so close to him she was sure he could smell her perfume, the light sent enhancing her natural perfume. Pulling herself away from him she picked up his files on the desk with one hand then took his right hand to lead him to one of the four square leather chairs surrounding a glass with black metal coffee table. Spreading his files out on the coffee table for him to look through she then walked around behind his chair to start loosening the muscles in his shoulders.

 

[Ulcis God of Chains]

Felix's mind easily turned to suspicion at her sudden desire to get him to relax. He did remember her resume saying that she'd been a massage therapist, but now he was wondering just what she was playing at. The picture was painting clearer for the young CEO of the burgeoning company, but even as it did the end result wasn't quite so obvious. She was going out of her way to entice him, but he wasn't entirely sure why. Did she want to try and bed him, marry him, then live off his money? Felix wasn't horribly interested in a trophy wife. Then again, with a body like Jasmine's, having a constant body to keep his bed warm didn't sound like a bad idea.

He reluctantly let her unbutton the rest of his shirt and allowed her to lead him to one of the leather chairs near the coffee table. He'd see where this went and if he found a reason to back out, he would. It had been a while since he'd gotten his rocks off, truthfully. Maybe this would do him some good.

As he sat down at the chair and spread the reports out before him he began to flip through them, perusing them for the information that he would need for the deal tomorrow. He felt her hands beginning to touch his shoulders and tried to relax, though it was hard for the man because he always felt like he had to be wary of knives in his back.

 

[Nephratiri]

Working her magic on Felix's shoulders Jasmine would let her hands linger down his back or towards his chest. While he didn't feel like a rock hard athlete, Felix was still well defined. She had thought about him often enough, maybe not this blackmail she was about to do, but she imagened having something phsical with him. Jasmine wanted to touch every inch of Felix with her hands and mouth, and she would start tonight.

Leaning down she gently turned his head and kissed his lips unexpectedly. Spreading her lips she touched her tongue to his lips, wanting enterance to taste his tongue with hers. Sliding her hands down his chest she gently pulled his shirt up before breaking the kiss and take his shirt completely off. Looking into his eyes with lust she felt her heart start to pound with excitement. "A massage isn't the only thing you need" coming around the chair she knelt between his legs and kissed his lips again, this time being more agressive.