It had been a long day at work for Susan. It was the end of the month, always the busiest time. Collections had to be made and documented, records updated, and there were always so many people coming into the office. Susan was tired and it was starting to show. She was a pretty woman, about 5â2â, 130 lbs and on the athletic side, very long dark blonde hair that came down to her nicely rounded ass, lots of freckles, and blue/green eyes. She usually wore glasses at work, to give herself a more professional look. Today she was wearing a mid-length skirt that buttoned up the front from top to bottom, and a buttoned blouse, opened just enough to accentuate her ample cleavage.
Susan stared at the clock on the wall as she sat behind her desk in her private office at the back of the main office area. Only 20 more minutes until she could close up the office and go home. She was looking forward to a nice, long soak in her bathtub, and a glass of wine. Besides the receptionist, she was the only one left in the office. Everybody else had finished up, and turned their materials in to her. She was responsible for locking up. She heard some voices coming from the reception area and when she looked out her office window, she saw a man chatting with the receptionist. Damn, she thought, I donât need this⊠I want to go home. She saw the receptionist head back to her office and come to her door.
âHi Susan, I know you really want to get out of here, but the gentleman at the front says that it is really important that he sees you. It concerns one of our biggest clients.â The receptionist was almost apologetic. âThatâs okay,â Susan told her, âbring him back here, Iâll talk with him. You may as well go home. This shouldnât take too long and then I can leave. Just make sure that you lock the door so that nobody else waltzes in. Iâll see you in the morning.â
The receptionist thanked Susan and went back to the front. Susan watched as the man smiled at the receptionist, thanked her, and headed to the back towards Susanâs office. He was very handsome, she thought. He was about 6â2â, and she guessed that he probably weighed about 220 lbs. His hair was short, and brown with hints of gray. He had a nicely trimmed moustache, and as he got closer, she noticed his brown bedroom eyes. He was wearing a dark suit, and carrying a briefcase.
As he came up to her, he reached out his hand and said, âGood afternoon, Susan, Iâm Joe Jackson. I represent Principal Holdings, Inc. Weâve spoken on the phone a number of times, but Iâve never had the pleasure of meeting you. If you donât mind, there are a few things I would like to discuss with you, and I promise that it wonât take very long.â When he mentioned his name, Susan knew who he was. They had indeed spoken on the phone a number of times. She remembered his voice; soft and pleasing to the ear. She also remembered that after a while, they had begun some subtle flirting in their conversations; mostly innuendos and double-entendres. It had been fun, and harmless to a point, though she remembered that as these conversations went on, she would feel a slight tingling in her pussy, as she thought about what it might be like to meet this man and see if he would come through with more than just flirting. Now, she thought, she may just get that opportunity. Thank god he was good looking.
Susan greeted Joe and went back behind her desk. Being one of the principal partners of the company, she had a relatively large office. Her desk was big and sat in the middle of the room, her comfy leather rolling chair behind it. Joe sat down in the armchair in front of her desk. He opened his briefcase and pulled out some papers, and placed them on the desk for Susan to see. He began discussing the important points and Susan listened attentively. Time went by quickly as they talked through each of the papers. As the discussions wore on, Joe inched his chair closer to the desk to make it easier to work with the papers. He had also removed his jacket and placed it on the computer desk next to Susan. As they were talking, Susan was sure that she could see him repeatedly glance at the tops of her breasts as they were exposed by the open blouse. Subconsciously, she was excited, and she noticed that as a result her nipples had hardened and were visible protruding from her blouse.
She once again glanced at her clock and was surprised to see that they had been talking about business for almost two hours now. Thankfully, they were finishing up and the conversation was starting to turn away from business. Joe reached over and picked up the papers, and placed them back into his briefcase. After placing it on the floor, he leaned back in the chair and said, âThank god that is finished. Iâm really sorry that it took so long, but I felt that it had to be done. I hope that I didnât ruin any plans that you may have had.â
âNo, you didnât ruin any plans. As a matter of fact, I didnât have any plans except to go home and relax. No big deal. Iâm glad we got all of this straightened out, and besides, Iâm glad to have finally met you face to face.â Susan said. She saw a smile come over his face, though there was something a little different about it. Almost sinister in some way, she thought, but disregarded that thought.
âIâm glad that we finally met too,â said Joe, âIâve always wondered what you looked like. Youâre very beautiful, if you donât mind my saying so. Iâve always sort of fantasized what it would be like to meet you.â âWell,â Susan said, âIâm glad that youâre not disappointed. What exactly was your fantasy, if you donât mind me asking?â
Joe said âWell, Iâm not exactly sure that you would want to hear it.â âGo ahead, try meâ Susan said, noticing a slight tingling in her pussy at the thought of what he might have planned. He smiled that same strange smile, and said âMaybe I should just act it out instead of telling you.â This is not exactly what Susan had in mind, and a little warning bell started to go off in the back of her brain.
She started to backpedal a little, telling Joe that she would be more interested in just hearing it, but that seemed to fall on deaf ears. Joe stood up and went to her door, closing it. He next closed the curtain on her window, effectively closing off her office. Susan protested âWhat are you doing? I think I would prefer to have the door opened.â Joe did not seem to be listening. He said âYou told me I could try you. So I will.â
Before Susan could get up from her chair, Joe was behind the desk and standing next to her, looking down at her. Now she could see it in his eyes; pure animal lust and she realized that it would be impossible to stop him at this point. He leaned over and placed his strong hands on her shoulders, pushing her down into the chair. âYouâre not going anyplace, Susan, so donât even try. Iâve been thinking about this for a long time. All of those little flirtations on the phone; driving me insane with lust, imagining you on the other end, your hand up your skirt, playing with yourself. I had to have you.â