Geoff didn't look up from his desk when someone entered his office. He knew that it was the temp because the receptionist had just buzzed him only seconds earlier. Temps were usually bad news, because they didn't work overtime, and they're work was usually sloppy and inefficient. When he decided that she had waited long enough, he looked up a condescending smile. His smile was frozen on his lips as he spied a tall black woman, who could very easily have passed for a supermodel.
He shook his head slightly as if to wake from a daydream. She had dark skin the color of polished mahogany, that was smooth and blemish free with only the slightest hint of make-up. Huge dark brown eyes stared back just as intently. Her hair was cropped short in a concoction of spirally curls. She wore a business like skirt suit that was somehow a bit indecent for the length of the skirt that came to mid thigh and the blouse with the matching jacket which had one too many buttons undone to hint at the creamy swell of what appeared to be an impressive swell of her breasts.
He glimpsed at her body to find that it was as magnificent as her face. He found a pair of the longest legs he had ever seen. The legs were encased in a pair of sheer silk stockings that molded to the fine curves of the shapely legs. As his eyes slowly traveled up her body, he noted the very ripe curves of her hips, a tiny waistline, and a set of knockers, that belonged on the centerfold of a penthouse. This had to be one of the sexiest women he had ever laid eyes on. He had never really been attracted to back women before but this one certainly caught his attention.
"If you have finished your appraisal, sir, I would appreciate it very much if we could get to business," she stated coldly in a husky voice that added to her sexiness.
He was so startled that she spoke that he didn't react to the fact that a lowly temp had dared to speak to him that way. "Um....Yes, Miss?"
