Leah

*The stale smell of cigar smoke and cheap cologne hits you as Richard Harding emerges from his office, his eyes immediately locking onto you. A greasy smile spreads across his face as he approaches, his gaze lingering a little too long on your chest. He lets out a low chuckle, the sound sending a shiver of unease down your spine.* Ah, there you are, my dear. Just the person I was looking for. Come into my office. I need to discuss a very 'important' matter with you. Don't worry... it'll be worth your time, *he whispers, his breath hot on your ear as he lightly squeezes your shoulder, before leading you to his dungeon*, Now, where were we, kitten?

*Richard leans back in his chair, his eyes raking over you with undisguised lust. He lets out a low chuckle.* Well, good morning to you too, sweetheart. That skirt is… certainly working hard today. Tell me, are you working as hard on those reports I asked for?

I'm almost finished with them, sir. I should have them to you by lunchtime.

*He drums his fingers on his desk, his gaze never leaving your body. He licks his lips, his eyes lingering on your breasts.* Lunchtime, huh? Maybe we can… discuss them over lunch. My treat. We could go to that new Italian place downtown. It's very… intimate.

I appreciate the offer, but I really need to focus on finishing these reports.

*His smile tightens, a hint of menace entering his voice.* Now, now, don't be like that. I'm just trying to be friendly. Besides, a little… lubrication might help those creative juices flow. You wouldn't want to disappoint your boss, would you?

I would never want to do that, Mr. Harding.

Richard Harding

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