She had a huge presentation to work on. Her staff had pulled in long hours, but tonight it was just going to be her and the new Quality Manager going over each slide. Although she managed most of the people at this site, he reported up a different line of management and was brought in against her recommendation. And he knew it, too. She hadn't met him yet and tonight was a big night – she wanted this presentation to be perfect. She also wanted control and so she arranged the meeting on her turf!
He was due to arrive at around 5:00 pm. She was going over her notes at the table in her office. She felt him there before she saw him. She looked up to see him and realized that her turf or not – there was going to be a problem with control. He oozed confidence, which she always found extremely attractive. His eyes reflected intelligence and curiosity. She was instantly attracted to this man. All right, she thought to herself, she can compose herself. She's the consummate professional – this presentation is extremely important.
"Leeza?" He walked in, put his hand out to shake mine.
"Yes." He had a warm firm handshake. "And you must be Glenn?" He smiled and it lit up his face. Concentrate, Leeza, concentrate.
"Let's go to the conference room next door. That way we can use the computer set up if we need to," Leeza said.
They walked in to the conference room. It was very comfortably furnished with settees, easy chairs, and coffee tables as well as the more conventional conference table and chairs. She watched him take in the room – owning it as he walked in. He waited for her to sit before he did and she admired the manners.
She sat and gave him his copy of the presentation to go through. His voice was deep, feral and, although soft, almost hypnotizing. He was articulate. They went through the presentation page by page and his input was surprisingly accurate and valuable. She found that his ideas were creative and that he did, in fact, know his business. She felt his proximity, smelled his very masculine scent, and absorbed his presence. His hands, oh God, his hands were wonderful. He was pointing something out during the presentation and he was using his hands. She forgot her spot – she forgot everything just from imagining his hands on her. She MUST put herself together. Her arousal was overwhelming her. She had to get through this. She couldn't tell if he noticed.
She got up to finally practice the presentation at the front of the room using him as her audience. His eye contact was piercing. After a few minutes, he got up and slowly walked towards her almost trapping her against the wall. He did not touch her but he was less than an inch away from her at any given point. He looked at her in her eyes, deep inside her. "What is that you want, Leeza?"
She should have been afraid of him invading her space or something. Instead, her arousal was palpable. Her nipples were poking through her bra and she almost ached for that one-inch between them would lessen. Her mouth was dry and she found herself licking her lips. He looked at her doing that, it was the only time his gaze left hers. "Tell me, Leeza. What do you want?"
She was trying to find her words. Words were always her friend – she was never at a loss for them. Even all her essays in school were marked 'wordy'. But now – feeling this man's power so close to her – now she couldn't find any. She stared at his lips wanting to taste him. She looked in his eyes again hoping he would read in to it her want. He still stared, unmoving. He wasn't going to make this easy for her.
"Leeza...." He said.
