Sicilia tossed her scarlet ringlets and took full appraisal of her 5'8 frame. Her reflection in the wall to wall full length office window stared back at her. She was wearing elegant strappy heals and a matching rich blue chiffon form fitting dress belted at the waist. A petite face to match her body, surrounded by a mane of extraordinary hair complimented her look. She had it all and yet.
Sicilia's position at Splurge paid her well. She had an interesting job. Her role was to teach men what women want. It was a skill that needed to be taught. Too many handsome, fit jocks with cocky user attitudes walked through the door every six months. She was responsible for two groups; a ten o'clock session and one at one o'clock. Engaging and instructing a new recruiting group was always a good challenge, but the day to day grind still left her uninspired.
Sicilia knew she needed to be lifted to a new place. She looked for a long time at the melancholy face in the window that stared back at her and then she asked herself a question.
What do you want?
Silence. It was hard to know.
One thing Sicilia did know was that she needed to mix it up a bit. Life was becoming too mainstream. Still looking in the mirror she undid a button and slid down her left garter so it would be revealed the minute she sat down and crossed her legs.
Seduction was always a lift. It was what she was teaching. Seduction and intimacy. But, Sicilia knew better than to take it too far. Splurge had a strict policy that there would be no fraternizing on the job. It made things messy. Besides, Sicilia had a string of fuck buddies that entertained and splurged on her so she knew not to get involved with the participants. Until today.
On her way into the auditorium a hand reached over her head and opened the door she was approaching. His scent was intoxicating.
"Thank you," Sicilia said without looking.
When she turned around, Sicilia's mouth opened and her lips parted involuntarily. The chiffon didn't hide the effect this Adonis of a man before her had on her libido. He was dressed casually in tight jeans and a black t shirt. His brown hair was long and ruffled. Brad's biceps were bulging. But it was his eyes that riveted her. They were a brilliant blue.
Then Sicilia's eyes shifted downward.
Straighten that bulge, pick me up and ease me down onto your hard meat. Where the hell did that come from?
Shit! What the fuck! Why did he have such an effect on her?
Sicilia felt a wetness and an ache develop in her pussy. It was sudden and it was strong. Her nipples were impossibly tight and hard and her mind was suddenly fuzzy.
Damn! How am I supposed to teach like this!
"We'll start in five minutes everyone. Help yourself to coffee and relax. It will be fun. You made the right choice."
Sicilia's eyes couldn't help but go back to the man that had such an overwhelming effect on her. He turned suddenly and caught her eye. She knew she had been caught staring at him and turned away quickly.
Fuck! I need some release.
Sicilia walked briskly past fellow employees towards the one bathroom that was private. Within minutes she felt a pulsing orgasm overtake her. With it every ounce of tension disappeared. Ready for her new recruits, Sicilia hurried back to the conference room.
Sicilia was flushed and gorgeous as she approached the podium. She felt the eyes of more than seventy men take in her beauty and felt the aura of acceptance and appreciation in the room.
"Welcome to Splurge. Please raise your hand if this is your first experience."
Sicilia noticed her Adonis raise his hand.
He looks bored.
"This class runs for two hours, once a week, for four weeks. In our classes we will go over the expectations, the documents, and we'll be completing assignments on the art of seduction on the laptop each of you has in front of you. You're getting paid well to satisfy. We want to make sure you're ready."
Sicilia stole another look. Now her Adonis had a sly smile on his face. He caught her gaze in a room full of men and held it.
Is he laughing at me? Or is he equally attracted?
Sicilia forced herself to concentrate.
Don't look at him. Don't look.
His gaze was piercing. It was calling her like a siren. Her body felt her Adonis's appeal and urged her to gravitate towards him like a magnet.
"Men. We are in the business of making money. The better you do, the more chances we'll have that our customers will be repeat customers. They need to be satisfied. You need to try. Bonuses are awarded for outstanding performances. If you can video tape a commitment that the participant wants to do it again, in the next season, you will be guaranteed a bonus whether you participate or not. We have the perks, now you need to get ready to learn to put out. Not in a wham bam style but using the fine art of seduction. Women want to feel appreciated, loved, adored, and to be considered an aphrodisiac. They want attention and careful consideration."
"Can I get a volunteer?"
Mr. Sexy's hand shot up immediately. What was worse, was that his was the only hand up. The rest of the participants looked like scared puppies.
