Tabby walked into the large office. Her black heels moved silently on the soft carpet. Before her at a large desk sat Cliff, the Senior Management Consultant. A computer, a telephone and a blank white blotter pad were the only things visible on the desk. Cliff wore his usual dark business suit and white shirt with a deep blue tie.
"Good morning Tabby," Cliff greeted the secretary.
"Good morning sir," Tabby replied.
"It is good of you to give up your Saturday like this for me, " Cliff stated. "Not all the staff are as cooperative as you."
"Thank you sir," Tabby said with a smile on her deep red lips.
The young girl wore a short dark skirt and a plain white blouse. Black stockings covered her shapely legs and conservative black shoes her feet. The dark hair was pinned up away from her pale delicate face. As always her make-up was as professional as any model and her red nails shone in the artificial light. She looked stunning.
"I must say you look very attractive today," Cliff commented.
"Thank you again sir," Tabby smiled back, stepping closer to the desk. As she reached the edge of the desk a noise made her glance around with a start.
They were on the 42nd floor. Her eyes looked out the huge full-length glass window, looking across the cityscape below. But that wasn't what surprised the young temptress; it was the man standing immediately on the other side of the glass. He was wearing white overalls and a reflective jacket and bright yellow helmet. It was a window cleaner.
Tabby flicked a stare at Cliff who was just smiling and admiring his secretary. She froze for a moment, and then a grin appeared on her face. Why not?
Without another word she lent across the desk and grasped Cliff's tie. He looked into her deep playful eyes as she pulled him closer. Their lips met and mouths opened. Their tongues explored each other's open mouths hungrily. Then Tabby released her grip.
Cliff sank back in his chair, automatically adjusting the crooked tie. Tabby stood up, her back absolutely straight and turned toward the window. As she suspected the man doing the windows had stopped, his brush hanging limply at his side as he looked in.
Neither man knew quite what to expect next. Tabby walked away from the desk, two sets of male eyes following the 22 year-old-body as she glided sexily across the carpet. She ran her hands over her body in a seductive way, pushing her small firm breasts up as the hands passed over them.
As she reached the middle of the room she turned to face Cliff. This meant she was side on to the window cleaner. With her chin jutting out she licked her lips, smiling, first at Cliff and then at the cleaner, trapped on his platform. Then she brought a hand up to her chest, then higher to her neck, to the top button on the white blouse. Slowly deliberately she began to undo the button. Her nail varnish flickered as the button opened.
The cleaner pressed himself closer to the cool glass as the second button sprung open and then the third. A wisp of white lace was clearly revealed as Tabby took her hand away. Once more the dark haired raven licked at those moist red lips.
Cliff was breathing a lot harder now. His face was flushed. The tall beauty stopped at this and moved forward toward him. He watched, his eyes unable to move from the swaying hips, the long straight legs and the piercing eyes.
Out on the platform the cleaner was rubbing his crotch with one hand. His eyes too were staring at Tabby as she walked around the desk. Now her butt was facing him. He took in the firm rounded shape concealed by the bark skirt as Tabby stood over Cliff.
Cliff had swiveled his chair around to face the young girl as she approached. She looked down on him and licked those gorgeous lips. A sweet smile spread on her face as she bent forward over the executive. He gulped. Her thin fingers grasped his tie once again. Expertly she undid the silk material and left it hanging in two long blue strands.
"What would you like me to do first?" She asked as she ran a red nail down his chest, tracing a line on the white cotton shirt.
"Umm…whatever you like Tabby, whatever you want," he gulped again.
"Shall I help him as well?" Tabby nodded her head toward the window.
Cliff glanced across at the cleaner. He was pressed against the glass again.
"How?" Cliff replied. "He's 42 floors up on the wrong side of…."
"Where there's a will there's a way," Tabby interrupted.
With that she turned to face the quivering cleaner. Acting as though she couldn't see him she walked directly toward the window. He froze, staring at the sexy body gliding toward him.
She kept walking until she was directly against the glass facing the man. She pressed her body against the window, allowing her breasts to press into the glass, the white blouse spreading on the cool surface. Tabby's nipples began to harden as she pressed. Her arms were stretched up across her head like a fan.
The cleaner glanced down at her chest, trying to get a glimpse o her cleavage. Tabby moved her hands to undo another button on the blouse. It opened a little more showing her lace camisole top. His tongue licked at the glass.
Then she spread her legs and made a humping motion toward the man. Finally with only the thickness of the glass away she kissed him. He responded, trying to make contact through the double-glazing.
Her lips left a dull red smudge as she stepped back. When she was one step back she turned once more toward Cliff who had been watching the performance. Her antics at the window had made him hard, his cock was pushing against his trousers.
Tabby slinked over to Cliff again. Her blouse was falling away from her breasts, exposing the full lace camisole and bra beneath. As she walked Tabby reached into her hair, releasing the various clips that held it up. Now the dark hair fell around her face and shoulders as she walked.
Cliff was rubbing his cock through his trousers as Tabby approached. She licked her lips as she stopped, towering above him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and slowly sunk to her knees. Her head was lower than him as he sat in the chair. She looked up into his eyes. Cliff took her cheeks in his hand and lent down. They kissed.
As the kiss broke Tabby placed a hand in Cliff's crotch, rubbing his hard cock. Then her long fingers found the zipper to his trousers. Slowly, with a seductive smile, she tugged it down. Her other hand found the belt and then both hands had it undone. Cliff eased his butt off the chair as Tabby pulled both trousers and boxers down in one swoop. His cock bounced into view right before her eyes.
Tabby took the rigid cock in her hand, rubbing the red shaft gently. It pulsed in her hand as she smiled at her boss. Her delicate hand cupped over the soft head, tightly grasping just below it to make the helmet go a purple color. Then she slipped down the shaft feeling the hard veins sticking out from the pole.
Her hand continued to massage the hard cock as Tabby shuffled sideways a little to provide a view to the cleaner. Cliff moaned softly as Tabby glanced over her shoulder. The man outside had released his cock from the white overalls. It was an enormous cock. He was stroking it slowly and gently as Tabby did Cliff's.
Satisfied that he was still on board Tabby turned back to Cliff. Now she lowered her head. Her red lips kissed the head of Cliff's cock. A little dribble of clear pre-cum had formed which Tabby quickly licked away. The kiss opened and her lips parted to take the head into her mouth. Cliff let out a moan as Tabby gently sucked the head.
