The Company’s second quarter net revenue goals were proving to be a much larger challenge than was previously anticipated. The loss of two major accounts had punched a serious hole in the sales figures and the team was scrambling to book enough orders to meet the targets.
As you released the team for the day, you were only too aware that you were facing a long evening of sales reviews and status reports…. Not where you wanted to be at this very moment. You noticed that it was becoming all too customary for you to be the only person in the office at the end of the day.
As you scoop up the newest armload of urgent paperwork from your in-box, you turn the hallway light off. No point in burning power if I am the only one here you think. You make your way to your office, a glowing cavern that has become more familiar than your well appointed brownstone on Madison Avenue. What a shame you think, I must create better balance as you take in the majestic view from your corner office.
As you settle in to begin your review you cannot help but feel the presence of someone in your office. As you turn towards the entry of your suite, you are comforted by the smiling face of your special friend. He has a bottle of Cristal cuvee in his right hand and two Riedel champagne flutes in his left as he strides into your den. Feelings of guilt envelope you as you realize that you had neglected to return two days worth of messages to him. Placing the glasses on your massive desk, he deftly moves your paperwork to the far reaches of your desk and places his right hand on your shoulder. The tension that you were feeling is instantly replaced with a sense of comfort and relaxation as your eyes fix on your friends face.
His smile assures you that he is not feeling neglected. His eyes denote a level of concern for how hard you have been working, while also betraying a mischievous intent on being a catalyst to help you relax. Taking you by the hand, he leads you to the expanse of your office windows that afford you a fabulous view. It is dark and the dancing lights of the landscape are soothing. Stepping behind you, he slowly begins to massage the demands of the day out of your shoulders and soft neck. He pulls you into his chest, kissing the back of your neck and continuing to massage your shoulders.
Slowly, he removes your suit jacket, revealing the blouse that he had recently purchased for you from Harrods during his last business trip to London. It accentuates your figure and your friend drinks in your radiant beauty as he opens the Cristal. Pouring you a glass, his left hand is on your hip and his eyes firmly fixed on your face. He pulls you to him, your lips collide and the final pangs of stress that you have been feeling are drained as you kiss deeply. He gently turns you to face the cityscape as you sip your champagne. Massaging your shoulders, he kisses your neck and nibbles your ears. Slowly, he unbuttons your blouse while he kisses your neck and his right hand masterfully massages your mid-back. You melt into his arms as he removes your blouse.
You turn to face him and he removes his bespoken tailored jacket with a wide smile. He takes you into him, kissing you as your tongues gently explore. Rubbing your shoulders, he bends forward to kiss your shoulders and breasts. He kisses your heaving breasts through your bra as you tip your head back, enjoying this escape from your reality. He removes your bra and smothers your breasts with kisses. He takes your left nipple in his mouth as his hand gently pinches and squeezes your right nipple. You run your fingers through his hair as you trace your lips with your tongue, enjoying the attention that he is giving to you.