seeing things for the better. [ mintie and count ]

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Everyone in this office building knew that Mister Parks was a rather important man, and that it was all sorts of privileges to working for him. Even this young secretary of his was fond of the man, and considering that like most women who realized when a man didn't really have a family to go to, it made him all the more attractive. Or maybe that was the money talking. No, she was sure that she had a die hard attraction to the man who didn't even notice her thanks to all the work he surrounded himself in, frowning softly as she wrote down a few more bits and pieces of schedules for the rest of the week, glancing at the clock as it read eleven fifteen at night. She probably wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight, groaning to herself after writing down something under the October thirtieth date. Deciding it better to go ahead and put this stack of files in his office now, the female stood, placing the files in her arms before moving down the hallway toward the glass double doors at the end of the hallway, the double doors leading into her boss's office.

However, who entered his office wasn't exactly Jessica Derulo, the brown haired secretary of his with the cute face and the equally cute curves on her body. Of course not, no, in fact it was a woman who didn't even work for him, but he didn't know that now did he? Not at the rate that his company was booming and at the rate that people were hired and fired. "Mister Parks~" If you were to start from the bottom up of this woman, not to say that there was a thing wrong with her on any angle, her size six and a half feet were clad in a pair of stiletto heeled mary janes. The naturally tanned skin of her legs exposed despite the slightly biting October weather, the slit up the side of her pencil skirt exposed the skin of her soft thighs on an all too short skirt, the white button down shirt on her frame held onto her upper half wonderfully. D cup evidently held by the lace bra that peeked out from her shirt when she leaned down and set the files on his desk, her manicured nails tapped lightly against the desk. "Mister Parks." Her voice was accented, hard to put a finger on where the honey blonde was from, her lightly curled hair falling over her shoulders and looking positively tuggable, the female's hazel colored eyes were half lidded in looking at the male.

And let the fun begin.

 

[CountofTuscany]

Mr. Raul Parks was one of the most ambitious persons you could find inside this building and company. He had climbed through the branches of the company like no other, and some feared him. But like all great leaps in a hierarchy, there had to be sacrifices in between the gaps. His life inside the office steadily grew, proportionate to the amount of time he took away from home. He was now living on his own inside a giant mansion in which he merely went for nightly visits to sleep. He had forgotten some of it's corners, nor did he care that it had happened. Right now all that mattered was his work, his service for the company, the company to be the best out there. His eyes were stuck to the papers in front of him, his cerebral activities only focused on how he could fix all the problems that were cyclically thrown at him from the other departments. After all he was a 'genius', meaning all the hardest puzzles were sent to him, while he gave them back in solved condition. It was a fun experience for him, but he did not realize this was his end. His mind was sick of it, and he would not admit it at all, in fact he had forgotten the last time he had thought about something other than work.

Three years since he had seen any of his kids and family. A rage inside of him against his wife, and a depression were shield by his work. All to keep his mind off the mess he had left. He picked up the paper containing the client's information, when suddenly the light went out completely for an entire second. Everything came back, and he looked around worried, but continued working on anyways. This was it, his mind had finally crunched, and someone came into his office. He had not seen her until she came around to his desk to drop off some papers. The sound of her shoes were different for him, none he recognized, some new back up he thought. He turned around in his chair to see the papers and then saw her hands, tan and very well taken care off. One of his most suppressed desires began to react, interest jumped as his eyes moved toward the stranger. He was hit pretty bad. His eyes darted towards her cleavage showing her bra that was about to pop, and her skin out in the open. His eyes went up to her shoulder where her perfect hair was in the way, and her eyes penetrated all the way through him. "Well hello there, how are you today?" He found himself asking with confidence and a bit of cockiness. Her height scared him a bit, but her beauty was by far the best he had seen in his entire life, his personal fantasies were true... which was not that all a lie. Raul sat back wanting, finally, a small break.

 

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The light amount of lip gloss on her lips allowing her naturally pouty lips to look all the more naturally full, those very same lips curled into a smile when he acknowledged her presence with a bit more than just a simple 'Hello'. Just like she knew he would. The green eyes of his secretary blinking when the man said more than just a 'Thank you' to her for delivering the files to him, she glanced about the floor for a moment before deciding it would probably be best to sit and explain the problems to him, considering he had at least given her the time of day. Sitting down in the soft leather seat across from him and in front of his desk, her smooth, equally tanned legs crossed themselves at the knee, exposing the fullness of her thighs and just how far that slit in her skirt dared to go up. Evidently, this was a confident woman he was dealing with, "I'm doing wonderful. But I don't think you can say the same for yourself," She stated honestly, letting her lips form their natural pout before speaking up again after letting her hands settle on the material of her skirt, "Considering you're all cooped up in this office by yourself. I thought I'd keep you company."

Quite frankly, her intentions were to do more than keep him company, though for now, that was what she would call it, the accent now more evident that the female was of Hispanic origin, Portuguese if you'd like to get specific. Truth be told, Jessica didn't know what he found about messed up spread sheets to be so interesting, but at least he was listening and giving her attention, something he rarely did and something that made her feel somewhat important. . Somewhat. Especially considering she hadn't noticed the way he had looked at her when she entered the office.

 

[CountofTuscany]

His eyes keen over her precious lips, seeing them sooth him and seduce him, he smirked back. He couldn't believe what she was saying. Raul nodded at her, letting his eyes get a glimpse of her legs, which he personally adored. Something crept over his back, taking over his mind, "If that's so..." He said he grabbed all the papers and put them to the side. He was interested in what she would have to offer him. Mr. Park lost all sense of the outside world. The glass doors would meddle if he would need to do anything... naughty, but luckily it was getting late, and this floor was just about deserted. He leaned back in his chair said, "I think it would be best if we got to know each other a little bit." He then stood proudly over her, letting her see his entire figure,

"In fact I think you should tell me a bit about yourself first."

His stance was a very proud one, very dominant. His eyes seemed to be in control of the situation, and his body would back that up. He wore a simple white shirt and a blue tie with a very original design over it repeated for sake of symmetry. His gray slacks fitted him perfectly and his dark leather shoes reflected the light, he had a very good taste in clothing. His hair was short and neat, as was his facial hair. He himself was just as tall as his new companion. His body would seem firm and tight, but he would need to take off his clothing to show that off. Raul had a pair of stunning green eyes that contrasted his skin tone. A very strong yet attractive cologne came from his body, and his voice was always low and calm. "You seem like you are a very lovely girl, tell me about your dreams." He said as he leaned on his desk right in front of her so they could get to know each other better. He did not mean to intimidate, instead impress and show off, exactly how he seduced his wife, but he had forgotten about that now, and it was clear that he had finally forgotten his work.

 

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It was a natural thing for most female's to feel flattered when a man took in their appearance, regardless of what they were wearing, the woman was equally as flattered when he pushed his papers aside to pay more attention to what she had to say, even if he really wasn't listening to anything she was saying. No, he was letting his eyes graze across this woman, taking in her figure and interested in what she had to say. Watching him as he stood up and towered above her, she was quite sure that even the view of her from above was just as marvelous as any other view would have been, taking him in for only a moment before letting her eyes dance back up to his. The way he looked down at her made her quite frankly wonder how she wasn't entirely intimidated in front of this man, although her words seemed to come out so smoothly, even with the faint blush on her cheeks with him asking to get to know her a bit more. She knew how to play this game, rather she knew how to play any game, fabulously at that, her smooth legs uncrossing themselves gently, when again he asked her to tell him something about her, this time regarding her dreams.

Standing carefully, the female leaned forward, almost daring to close the gap between their faces, the woman spoke in a naturally soft tone, an inch away from the lips that had asked her so many questions, "Catalina," Her name rolled off her tongue perfectly, a grin appearing on her lips before turning her head and letting the soft skin of her cheek move across his jawline, breathing against his neck, "Is my name. And I don't dream Señor Parks. I play with my reality." And his too. Her words were tickling at the skin of his jaw, breathing out softly just as an added tease to his skin, her hand gently reached up and tugged softly at his tie once she stood back up to a proper standing position, "You should play with me some time, Señor Parks." Again her words were teasing at him, pulling again at his tie before letting it slip through her soft fingers, turning on her heels and letting her full hips sway on her way out of the doors before looking over her shoulder with a soft wink. Jessica hated to have to leave, but she knew she should be getting home soon, leaving the office quickly and going to her desk and gathering her things.

 

[CountofTuscany]

Raul could smell her so close as her fingers fumbled with his tie, attracting him even closer to her. He could not help but gaze at her great big cleavage, where he knew an atmosphere of need and desire emerged. There was only one reason why she would show them so openly, and it was because she wanted some bad. His mind thought for a second listening to her voice over and over, each time more convinced that these were inevitable indirect messages of wanting him. His eyes were out of focus when all of a sudden she dropped his tie and whirled beautifully. His eyes landing on her swaying hips, focusing hard on them when he suddenly realized what was happening. The taps of her feet against the floor woke him to where he stood. He would not loose it this easily, this opportunity, this golden opportunity to get a break from work was too great to let it walk away. His mind was conjuring an excellent plan for an excellent night, a grin rapidly grew and ceased just as slyly. Nothing benevolence could come from those intention, only means of lust or greed for erotic flesh.

But before he let anyone like this escape from his vision he hurried over to the his doors, taking double steps to pass her before she left his office, where he stood in the way, blocking her completely. He gazed down at the pair of fantastical eyes, admiring the works of creation. "Why are you leaving so early, then, I'm not finished yet." He said with a wink placing his hands on her hips. On the way to his current position he had noticed no one was in the office, so they would be all to themselves for the rest of the night. "Please I insist, accompany me in some time to get to know each other." He pushed her back a little knowing from the collected evidence from before that she would not deny him, there was no way that she would, he was positive. "We an have some drinks I've been saving..." He said waiting for her response as his eyes trailed her lips wanting to taste them badly.

 

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• Jessica evidently was surprised when he closed the distance between her and the door, his muscular body filling in the space and causing her eyes to momentarily grow wide. This was all so new to her, especially considering again he had never given her the time of day, or even bothered to look up from his papers when she often delivered him things. Blinking softly when his hands gripped at her hips, taking note that he looked at her with a twinkle of lust settled in his eyes, she couldn't say at all that it wasn't arousing. No, actually it was the sort of look you hoped your handsome, single boss would give you one day. "Ah- Alright Mister Parks." Her thick eyelashes blinking only once, the woman looked up at him despite the close height resemblance, a tingle arising within her body as she found this going absolutely wonderfully. "Oh? You're not finished?" Toying with his words and smiling softly, despite her body being pressed against his, allowing him to feel her curves and mostly her breasts, the female easily moved back as he directed her back toward his desk.
  
  Once her firm rear settled itself against the glass of his desk, her smooth legs purposely crossed themselves, her shin moving across the crotch of his dress pants while a flicker of something unusual sparked in her eyes. "I don't believe I want a drink," She murmured, taking a grip on his tie again and pulling him forward, Catalina's lips again were inches away from his, "But I've got other wants." The vanilla scent of her lipgloss easily allowing itself to move to his nose, the woman let her soft lips press against his, the cool sensation rippling through his body. "You think you could fulfill some of those?" She asked, teasingly pulling her lips from his as her leg again brushed against the crotch of his pants. Still taken by surprise, specifically when her rear collided with his glass desk, the woman had never been this close to her boss before, especially not in a situation like this. She wasn't sure whether to be frightened or aroused.[/list:u]