On Top of the World | lewd and serter

[Fennec]

“The pleasure’s mine.” Madison DuPage (NSFW) extended her arm quickly towards her potential boss while pushing her glasses back into place. He was everything she expected. Handsome with simple, but with impeccable taste. He wasn’t why she applied for the job but he was certainly an added bonus if the sensation that traveled down her spine at his touch was anything to go by. She softly cleared her throat in a failed attempt to focus her own chaotic thoughts as she sat down. Madison hadn’t expected to be called in by the CEO himself. Previously she’d never gotten past the HR department when it came to interviewing which made her wonder just how closely she’d be working with him.

Madison looked up at him as he spoke, suddenly feeling at a disadvantage with the height difference. She failed to control the slight tilt of her head at his...unusual question. What she wanted from him? To be further on the ground, one my knees, between those sculpted thighs? Bent over the that well polished table while you fuck me senseless. What wouldn’t I want? She blinked at the intrusive thoughts and dropped her gaze to the floor with a small tight smile as she cursed the sudden tightening of her nipples. She didn’t know what was going on today. She didn’t think about sex on the hour, by the hour and certainly not with her boss. Madison worked hard to fight the warmth creeping up to her pale cheeks.

“What a good question.” Smoothing out the nonexistent creases of her black sheath dress, she collected her thoughts. “I...well I’d like the opportunity to show you how much of an asset I’ll be to this company while learn from people who are the best in their fields. The company has a reputation for greatness and having done my research, it isn’t simple a facade. You built a company I would be honored to work for, Sir.”

Madison was glad she managed convey her thoughts fairly well, with a clear albeit soft, voice. Although she had to admit she couldn’t look him the face with the thoughts swirling in the back on her head, her gaze instead focusing on his neck. Maybe it was just her imagination, but she swore she could see the steady pulse of his heartbeat. She crossed one leg over the other. The 24 year old remembered her friends words while they sat at the cafe just downstairs.

"Be bold. Companies like this don't hire on skill alone. You've got this quiet allure, you're resourceful, and you're dedicated. She him that. Who wouldn't like the raven haired beauty sitting in front of me?"

“I’ve read the job description and while I know that I’m qualified, I’m aware that a great deal of what’s needed from me wasn’t on the job listing. If I may,” She finally met his eyes, curious. “What is the day to day like here? What’s something you’d require that wasn’t a part of the description?”

 

[serter]

James Eschaton, CEO of Eschaton and Hauk, one of the largest and most successful lawfirms on the east coast, smiled approvingly across the large massive desk at his 2:30 appointment. He had used a moderate dose of the powder on his hand, he was glad too, normally he liked to slowly drag out the lust in his female staff, watching them slowly go absolutely mad before finally breaking them with a whispered invite to his office, or the suggestion of taking a long lunch break with him in his penthouse which was located atop the very building containing his lawfirm. This woman however was...well...gorgeous, not just beautiful, he had beautiful employee's, she was...erotic, she had a stark beauty that made you just want to bend her over and fill her, listen to her moan from deep in her throat and watch her raven curls bounce and sway as you gave her everything you had. The mental image brought a smile to his lips which he saw elicit a slight shift in her facial expression, she was no doubt wondering what was so amusing to him, meanwhile he was noticing a soft blush creeping up her neck to her face which only widened his knowing smirk. The dose he had used was enough that he could likely ask her to climb up ontop of his desk and strip down for him, he had done that once before, it had been amusing to watch, though that particular employee had bored him quickly and been sent to be the assistant to a member of middle management.

The beauty of the spell he had used was that it didn't make those affected by it into mindless drones, they maintained their personalities, they just became overwhelmed by an intense desire to serve, sexually, the every request of the person who had afflicted them with the spell. He used the word spell sparingly, the book in his desk had shown him how to mix the powder that he had put on his hand before shaking hers, he was sure the magic was more of a chemical change that somehow effected women but not men, something old and forgotten but still potent, he wasn't entirely sure it was magic, but it certainly worked, it worked wonders.

As she asked him about the things not mentioned in the job listing he gave her a broad smile, even in her very compromised state she was intuitive. He could see her nipples creating small bumps against the dress, her cheeks were a light red and she was unconsciously chewing at her immaculately painted lower lip as she shifted one leg over the other, she was quite out of sorts with desire already. "the day to day?" he asked, out loud, ponderously, making a show of taking his question seriously if albeit a bit playfully, when in reality hew was just stalling for time, every moment he waited, her desire would grow, he wondered idly if she was soaking her way through her underwear yet. He raised a finger to his chin though he never broke eye contact with her as he tapped at his chin. "busy" he finally said, his grin a wicked one, his eyes dark and full of mischief. "for us that is" he added, after waiting several moments with his one word answer until he was sure she was about to speak but he kept control of the conversation and situation by waiting until just then to speak, cutting her off.

"The men, i mean" he saw a perfectly curved eyebrow raise on her face though she didn't look like she was in any offended by his approaching sexist comment, infact she seemed intrigued. "we're very busy, we have staff meetings, well not me, i'm more of a figurehead now, i haven't been on a case in almost 3 years" he added, a bit to himself. "but you, well, all of you" he made a encompassing gesture towards the office space beyond his office door. "You're busy in a different sense" he said, and could see she was still confused, not that he blamed her, he was being very vague, though the indication he was implying something inappropriate was unmistakable.

Suddenly James rose from his desk and slowly walked around the desk, leisurely and calm as he made his way around to, and sat on the edge of the desk infront of her. By now she would be very deeply under his spell so he didn't think a little inappropriate physical contact would be an issue as his hand slowly rose from where it rested on his thigh and his fingertips tapped the bottom of her chin and gently turned her face up towards his at his new elevation above her as he sat on the desk and she in the chair. He could see his physical touch brought a reaction from her, her lips parting slightly and emitting a soft but audible gasp as she leaned forward in her chair, leaning into his touch as he leaned his head down slightly, his smile never wavering from his lips. She has such a beautiful face, i can hardly to see all the expressions of pleasure it can make "the part of the job requirement that we don't advertise is that you work very closely with me, infact some would call it intimately" he leaned down lower, her face tilted up by his fingertips and her eyes wide, he could see her chest heaving as she panted with increased urgency as her heart hammered in her ribs. "you will have to be close to me always...and carry out my requests with efficiency and...enthusiasm....do you think that is within your abilities?".