“Ohhhhhhhh, I like that,” she whispered as her hands went to mine to interlace our fingers. She stood on tiptoe and gave me a long smooth kiss, a ...real toe-curler, the kind that makes you forget your own name. She broke the kiss as she dropped onto her knees and started unbuckling my belt, undoing the button, slowly drawing down my zipper and pushing my pants down over my hips to bunch up at my ankles. Her index fingers slipped into the waistband of my briefs and slipped them down to join my. It wasn't going to be long before I was dripping. “First day? You must be nervous.” She placed her hand on my leg and started massaging my knee. She slowly slid her hand up my thigh “Perhaps you need something to calm you down.” He hand continued to climb up my inner thigh. I took a deep breath and held. She moved her beautiful red lips right up the my ear and whispered, “perhaps I could help you get rid of those nerves.” Her hand had reached it's destination. She was rubbing my crotch. My cock. It was too hard to resist the temptation. I found myself starting to flirt more and drop sexual innuendo around him. One day I was drinking and talking with him, sitting down at the patio of the bar. I was wearing especially revealing clothing that showed off my legs, stomach and tits as much as possible, and he definitely took notice. On a hunch I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I want you to come back to my place and fuck me rough tonight". He had a somewhat stunned look on his face at. "Oh don't worry about that, Cindi --you are looking wonderful!" She smiled again, almost helpfully, showing her perfect white teeth. The pearls on her neck, rested delicately on her collar bones.I felt my tense body relax, a deep breath washing away the edginess. I was expecting a catty put down; Lauren Henderson, Senior VP Strategy, was famous for them all over the office. "Oh thank you Ms. Henderson." I stopped not knowing how to go on; God Steven had dumped her only two weeks before, after.